While our house continues to look more and more like a bomb exploded in each room, somehow boxes are getting packed, glasses are getting wrapped, life is getting lived, and time keeps moving.
We're officially 29 days (and counting) until we hand the keys to our landlord and move on to the big bad city of Chicago. And I'm scared. I'm scared that I won't get a job, make any friends, be able to walk in three feet of snow, survive the searing heat. Nothing that seems unsurvivable in and of itself, but when in a whirling combination of it all, it seems to press on me like a ten ton weight.
I am certain that I am moving, though, despite my fears. I'm giving up a job, friends, being close to family, a car, a garden, and lots of furniture. To move. And I couldn't be more certain that I am doing the right thing. The love of my life is on a path to achieve his dream and I can't wait to be next to him the entire way.
And really, what bigger adventure can a twenty-four year old have then to give up everything with the promise of gaining even more?
I cannot tell you how incredibly proud of you I am. You are amazing, Harold is awesome and I could not be any happier for the two of you. I wish you guys all of the happiness in the world, and always remember you have a really big fan back here in sunny so cal! I love you so much and wish you guys the best on your upcoming adventure. And guess what.....I know you will rock it, just like you do everything else. I love you katers!
ReplyDeleteI can tell you from experience that moving away from family is hard to do. It is hard to leave your job, friends, family, and the familiarity and comfort of a city you love. Despite how difficult it is, it is an experience that will make you a better, stronger person. You will gain life experience that could not be accomplished any other way. The leap is a hard one to make, but I promise you will look back and be so thankful for the opportunity! Plus, you give us a reason to come and visit!! Love you Katers!!
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