"Change is neither good or bad. It simply is." - Don Draper
I am no stranger to change. None of us really are. It is simply a part of life that we all experience on a daily basis. Whether it be a major life event or something as insignificant as the weather, we are constantly re-adapting to whatever changes come across our path. Somehow though, certain changes seem to catch us off guard, and we're thrown for such a loop that we wonder if we'll ever find balance again. Inevitably balance is restored. We begin to settle in, find comfort and become content. Then change sneaks back in when least expected and we repeat the process all over again. What a crazy thing.
As most of you may know, we received the news that we would have to move out of our house a couple of months ago. What's strange to me, is how emotional I felt afterward. I can't even count how many times I've moved in my life. As a kid my family lived all over the western United States, we've lived in countless homes, and even in our 4 years of marriage Ben and I have lived in 5 different places. I know how to move, by no means is it a foreign concept to me.
This time it's been different though. For so many months of waiting for a home to pop up in the historic downtown Mesa area that was the right size and the right price, we had finally landed our dream home. Granted we are only renters, but still, it was a score. We settled in, began to decorate, got to know the neighbors and took serious pride in our perfectly mowed lawn. We made plans for our life in this house. Yet here we are, 7 months later, with all our belongings back in boxes ready to be towed away to a new home.
So many people have asked me if I'm sad or happy - I keep thinking about the quote above. It's not a good move for us, it's not a bad move for us, it simply is. Through this, I've realized that that's just life. We can make all the plans we want, and try to map everything out, but the truth is, plans change. The road comes to a T and we can choose left or right, but we can't stay. Moving on is mandatory. It's happening whether we like it or not and it's up to us to make the most of it.
We are moving to downtown Chandler where we don't know single soul or sketchy Mexican joint to get our late night burritos. Even though it's only 15 minutes away from Mesa, it feels like a different state to me. I'm choosing to not be scared or fearful though. Ben and I, over the years, have learned to become champions of keeping our chins up. As corny and cliche as this sounds, experiences like this help me to remember he is the only home I need. No matter where we are, I'm happy he is the one I get to come home to at the end of the day.
That's all that matters. Besides, I hear our new city has lots of late night burrito options, and we're excited to give them a whirl.