Odds are you saw my post on Insta or Facebook and was curious enough to get some of the deets. Welcome, friend!
Within a year, we’ll be among the mountains, paleo dieters, and rock climbers. Yep, you guessed it! We’re packing our bags and pup and headed out west to Colorado. If you know me, you know this has been my dream for years. If you don’t know me, hey guess what?! …I’ve wanted to live in Colorado for most of my life. Woohoo!
We’re currently in Louisville for Emerson’s job. We’ve come to love this little city—such a great mix of rural, small town vibes (similar to where we both grew up) and a cutie city with some dangerously tasty food and drank.
I was hesitant to say I wanted to live here forever, though. I felt like my dream of living amongst alpine lakes and fourteeners was quickly dying out and just that—a dream. Not a plan. Or a feasible one, at least. I mean it’d be crazy to leave a great company, look for another job, spend thousands on the cross-country move itself, and isolate ourselves from our friends and family, right? As spontaneous as I wanted to be, I couldn’t uproot our little family for what felt like a selfish reason. I don’t regret marrying young for a second, but it changes what 22 years old looks like. There’s two of you in this thing now. And that’s beautiful—but also adds a lot of variables into every single decision.
I prayed about it a lot, thought about it a lot, and actually came to peace with living in Kentucky. It’s a great place to live, enough nightlife, gorgeous rolling hills, we found a church we LOVE, and has great school systems. (Not having kiddos anytime soon, but something on our radar as we look at buying a house). And upon finding this peace, Emerson’s boss asked if we would be willing to move out to their office in Colorado. Willing?!
It felt like a God thing. Like when you finally let go of the plans you’re trying to force that aren’t really fitting anymore and then God swoops in and gives you an answer. So as you can imagine, Emerson’s answer sounded a little something like, “HYFR.” I’m paraphrasing of course 😉 but you get the idea.
So here we are, waiting on the official dates, gathering details, and freakin’ stoked. We’re not positive when we’re making the move, but we’ll definitely be out there by this time next year.
If you have any rad friends—or people who need photos ;)—send them our way! We can’t wait to make a home for ourselves out there.