When I moved to Charlotte, North Carolina, to be with my boyfriend in 2018, I fell hard for city life.
After growing up in a small town in Virginia where weekend plans meant driving an hour to DC, I loved having museums, comedy shows, bars, and restaurants just a short walk away.
We lived between Uptown and South End, able to walk to work during the day and hit our favorite spots at night. It felt like the perfect mix of energy and opportunity — and for years, I couldn’t imagine leaving.
But as the years passed, the city began to wear us down. Every new apartment tower brought more crowds, more traffic, and fewer familiar faces.
We found ourselves feeling like strangers in our own neighborhood.
The endless variety of restaurants and bars, once exciting, now felt impersonal. We missed that small-town sense of community we’d once wanted to escape.
I wasn’t ready to leave the city, but we started looking anyway
Around the time my partner and I got engaged in 2023, we started house hunting.
I wanted a two-story single-family home like the one I grew up in, but Charlotte’s competitive housing market made that dream feel impossible on our budget.
My partner suggested that we give ourselves more options by looking outside Charlotte. I reluctantly agreed, even though I was skeptical about leaving — I didn’t want to lose touch with friends or miss out on all the city had to offer.
Soon, we found ourselves 40 minutes north of the city, visiting a new-build neighborhood in Denver, North Carolina, a place I’d never heard of.
But the small lakeside community surprised me, and the neighborhood felt peaceful, surrounded by trees, nature trails, and a pond.
The house we viewed had all the breathing room we’d been missing: a big backyard, a cozy fire-pit area, and a front porch that looked like the perfect place for me to sip my morning coffee.
After years of shared-wall living, the idea of being able to stretch out in our own space felt too good to pass up — and we knew our dog would love having more room to run around.
So, we bought the house and officially left the city.
Once we moved, it didn’t take long to realize how much our environment had been affecting us.
We went from living in a city of about a million to a community with a little over 2,000 residents. Instead of busy streets and noisy cars, we have quiet, tree-lined roads and glimpses of Lake Norman.
Even simple errands felt less stressful when the backdrop is nature instead of concrete. And unlike in Charlotte, strangers here often smile, wave, and strike up conversations.
I’d always heard about Southern hospitality, but it wasn’t until moving to Denver that I actually experienced it.
Life has felt calmer and more connected in Denver
In the year since our move, life has slowed down in the best way.
We’ve spent weekends walking our dog at lakefront parks, having dinner with neighbors, shopping at the farmers market, and checking out town fairs and rodeos — all within minutes of our house.
Though the dining options are fewer, the places we’ve found feel like hidden gems that belong to us: Citrus the Diner for brunch, 16 Prime for date nights, and LKN Cheesecakery for dessert.
Whenever I need a new doctor, a massage, or even wedding-dress alterations, I can easily find options within driving distance of my house.
Denver isn’t packed with trendy bars or upscale stores, but it has everything we need and nothing more. We’re still close enough to Charlotte to spend a day there when we want to, but the pace of life out here suits us way more than we expected.
I thought moving away from the city meant giving something up. Instead, I feel a strong sense of home that I hadn’t felt since I left Virginia.
And I’m grateful Denver brought me back to the small-town roots I didn’t know I missed.
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