….to California!
Even just writing those words feels surreal. We’re moving to California.
Never did I ever imagine. Well….maybe a little.
I’ve said this before on here, but it’s worth repeating. The more I have the pleasure of living, the more abundantly clear it is to me that the Universe, God, Source (whatever you want to call it) is conspiring for us.
To give us the life experiences we need (not necessarily want) to grow and expand into the people we’re destined to become. And that it’s up to us, to stay open, to see the signs in front of us, and bravely follow with faith.
If I’m being really honest and reflecting back, I think there have been signs for years (if not a decade) that this would be a chapter in our story. I just wasn’t ready, until now.
Years ago, and I’m talking a decade ago when Lill was a baby, we lived in a townhouse in Chicago. We had just sold our condo in the city, and had plans to move to the burbs – but I had cold feet. I wasn’t quite ready to leave the city and was lucky enough to find a townhouse to rent in a neighborhood we loved. It gave me a year to recalibrate. That was also the year I coincidentally got really into yoga and did my first yoga teacher training. I share that because it was the first year I really started my personal growth journey and began questioning a lot of things.
I had this green journal I’d write in every day while the kids napped. I can still picture it, and I remember sitting on the top floor of our townhouse writing out a list of “what if’s….”.
- What if JP quit his job and we started our own business, together
- What if we raise the kids differently than we were raised
- What if we got out of here, just us and the kids, and moved to California
I’m not sure what made me write down California. Maybe it seemed like warmer, sunnier, lighter days. I’m not sure. But either way, something made me write that. “What if we moved to California.” I guess that’s all it took. A seed was planted.
Since then our life has taken us in so many directions. Chicago, New York, Connecticut, back to Chicago. And I don’t doubt for a second those were ALL necessary. Without question, I know I’m the woman I am today, and we’re the family we are, because of each of those moves & lived experiences. Each one shaped us into someone new. Read More