Hey Greenville! I’m the transplant. Like most of us transplants, I moved here because of a job (or, more specifically, my husband’s job). We were content where we were living before the move and already had a 99% “no” mentality about relocating—until we visited Greenville for the first time. It’s no understatement to say that the city sells itself. No coercion necessary.

After our visit I felt incredibly inspired by possibility. I knew, undoubtedly, that this would be a place with so much more to offer than a weekend getaway. Greenville is changing—rapidly. Because of this there is no shortage of feelings and attitudes about the direction it is taking. I plan to gain an understanding by taking small bites. Hopefully, I can offer a new perspective that focuses on not only what Greenville is building, but what it has maintained over the years.

Everyone keeps talking about how it was recently released that Greenville is the 4th fastest growing city in the United States so, it’s no wonder I ended up here! To be honest, being “green” to Greenville wasn’t something I was expecting or that I thought I would be ready for. I’m thankful now to be pushed in a new direction as I start my first blog and challenge myself to recharge my creativity.

  • To the locals that have been here long term, I invite and challenge you to rediscover where you live. As you know, there is more to this area than the businesses and people that are moving in at a swift pace.
  • To the newbies like me, I offer you a chance to easily follow in my footsteps while you adjust. Hopefully you can give me some feedback to strengthen my approach.
  • To those of you who are considering the move—you’ll get a closer look than the polished view that the sponsored websites have to offer.
  • Join me as I find what can be treasured in the commonplace and take joy in experiencing what is new!


    “Adults follow paths. Children explore. Adults are content to walk the same way, hundreds of times, or thousands; perhaps it never occurs to adults to step off the paths, to creep beneath rhododendrons, to find the spaces between fences.”
    ― Neil Gaiman, The Ocean at the End of the Lane