Posted on Feb 6th, 2013 in Featured
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On a cold Ohio evening in November 2002, I signed an offer letter that put me on a path to where I am today. The letter that I signed that early winter morning promised me to a city I knew very little about. A city I'd never experienced. A city that, for a small town Ohio girl, seemed as far away as Siberia and as foreign as Tokyo. But it was neither of those places - it was Boston. Signing that letter was the first step in a series of events that would put me in the south of France with a husband, a baby and a dog, just 11 short years later. It was the first time that I would make a move to a city sight unseen, but it wouldn't be the last.
We all know how the move to Boston ended
. Sometimes taking a risk pays out, and sometimes it leads to something else. It takes you to a place you never expected to be, but where you were meant to be all along. A failed risk is not a mistake if you learn from it and change. So I left Boston. Ran.
For a new city I'd never stepped foot in. And this time, it turned out differently
So what do you do when you have it all? When you are so fulfilled you could burst? You ask what's next. You seek ways to keep growing, keep learning, and keep experiencing new life. Dreaming bigger, dreaming broader. And so for a third time, I rolled the dice. Another move to a brand new place, but this time with my best friend. And this time, though not quite as far away as Siberia, it is foreign - and also challenging and romantic. Again, the reward outweighed the risk. We learned, we grew, we experienced. And now, it's time to come home.
This will be the fourth time that I've moved to a city without ever seeing it. It's another place I never expected to live in. I don't think it's a place any of our friends or family ever thought we would we move to. It's certainly not what you would expect to follow up a stint in Europe. But it's the next opportunity we've chosen to take. Even though I've never been to this place, never seen its sights, never breathed its air, it feels familiar. It's a city where we can continue our slower, quieter pace of life, but still surround ourselves with culture and activity. The fact that I can drive to see my family in one day, something I haven't been able to do in 10 years, is comforting. Hell, we can speak English
. It already feels right.
I believe it's the chances we take, the opportunities we grab, that always lead to the best things. Sometimes not right away, but we have to keep faith that the unknown is just a means to an end. This next move, to this new city, is the first step in the next part of our journey. Who knows where we'll be in another 11 years. I am so excited to see where the risks take us this time.
Onward! To Raleigh, North Carolina!
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