I guess it’s time to share……that my family and I are moving to Texas.
Until two months ago, I’d never set a toe on Texas soil. Now, I’ve visited for 2 whole weekends, driven around the South, West and North areas of Austin and have purchased a house! Wowzer!! Keep in mind this has all come on the heels of us preparing for our trip to Europe. Never a dull moment, eh?
Change is hard. But it’s also exciting. Refreshing and feels a lot like a well needed “reboot”.
When I first moved to California I had the wind at my back. We took surfing lessons, bought boards, walked hand in hand on the beaches, found exciting hikes, looked under every rock for jobs that satisfied the soul —— then somewhere along the way we got caught up in home remodels, diapers, depleting schedules and well…..you know how it goes. We’ve had opportunities come up over the years but we just didn’t have those strong winds blowing us along. Until now. Suddenly I felt the tickle of the breeze and as I explored the options and weighed the pros and cons, the breeze grew into a hardier gust.
I guess that’s how you know, right?
I had a friend who once gave counsel to a male friend, on the terrible relationship he insisted on chasing after. His lady of choice was a disaster — treated him like shit.
So my friend said, “Look, if love is this hard, then it’s not meant to be. It should be fun and make you feel happy. The beginning is the best part.”
I think her wise words apply to just about everything we do —- all those choices we make —— if it’s painful over and over then something isn’t working and you have to be open to change.
I’m not saying our life in California has been painful. Quite the opposite. We’ve got friends that feel like family. That’s the hardest part of leaving. And that beautiful ocean, sea breezes and (mostly) sunny days. But the wind is at my back and with every decision that we make, I feel another sail begin to billow out. I release the lines…….slowly……and know that the next adventure is waiting!