I didn’t want to write about this until I was certain it was
going to happen but then I realized I was keeping a big part of my life right
now off my blog. So with caution to the wind below is how I am currently
feeling about the plan to move to California from Colorado.
I have always lived within 20 miles from where I was born
and raised my whole life. I have never ventured off to college anywhere
exciting other than 30 minutes away. I never had a bold move in my 20’s just
because I felt like it or a move due to a career change. You could say I am a
creature of habit. I have lived in the same area, have had the same friends,
and have always been near my family. Anyone who really knew me would never
guess in a million years that I have been planning to pack up my family and
move to California. First I had to get up the nerve to even consider that as a
possibility which took me about two years. Then finally I came to place in my
life where I was ready to take a leap and try something new. We started spending
more and more time there and after a while I started to see myself living
there. Just as the vision was getting clearer my brain began filling full of
questions. Where would my daughter go to school? Where would my dogs go to the
vet? Where would our family doctor be? Will I feel safe where we live walking
alone or when my husband is traveling? Will I ever make any new friends? Will
we be able to afford to do anything with the cost of living change? Will
everybody back home forget me? Will my family be angry with me for moving? The
questions just seemed endless but I got through what I could and decided to
take a leap of faith on the rest. I didn’t want my fear of change to dictate
the rest of my life. I heard a little voice inside me saying,” Do something! It’s
now or never. Don’t just sit here and wish you had been brave enough to try new
things. Do them! If you crash and burn so what? At least you tried.”
So it was settled I was finally going tell some of the
people around me that we were “thinking” of moving. The idea of moving was met
by most with immediate dismay. What? Why on earth would you want to move there?
Why would anyone want to live there? It’s so expensive! It’s so crowded! Have
you thought of any of that? Do you think your parents would like you living
there? What a horrible idea and so on. That was just to name a few of the direct
comments that I received but I moved on anyway. I put those comments into a
file in my brain “to be dealt with later.” Now that I had gotten the courage up
to make this change I couldn’t back out just because of what other people
thought. Right?
All of this and we hadn’t even started our search yet. What
am I getting into? Then the search begins, do you like this area? What about
this area? What are the taxes here versa where we live now? Are there things in
these areas that we like? How close to family will we be? Is it safe? Are the schools good? What are we going
to do with all our stuff? What about our house? Do we rent it? Do we sell it?
If we rent it how do we find good tenants? There is so much to figure out and
mostly by myself since my husband is super busy these days with a new job. Can
I do it? So metaphorically with all this it feels like I am running the hurdles
in track. I go over a few then my foot gets caught on a rail, and I may even
fall down but I get back up. I
feel like I can do this most days, and then there is moments where I wonder if
it would just be better to not change a thing. Patience has never been my
strong suit so with that being said I chug along this path as I am and only
time will tell where it leads me.
They say timing is everything so I know I will end up exactly where
I am suppose to be.
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