Promise yourself that you’ll give it 1 year

I remember when Kyle told me that he was given a work opportunity in Houston.

I’ve got a lot of friends that can back me when I say I had some serious ‘choice words’ about it.

I had every anxiety, stress, and overwhelming feeling you could have. The top of the cake for me was definitely leaving our friends, family, and much of what I’ve always known behind. And how silly, considering we moved 3 hours away. I knew I could realistically be back quickly if I needed to. But leaving all of them and that was terrifying. And then there was work. I’d finally found a career I enjoyed, was decent at, and at an office that very much helped shaped me.

Where would we live? Where would I work? How would we meet people? Would I still see my friends/family from home? Would I hate it? Would Kyle like his job? Do I have to get on I-45 to get to work everyday?

EEEEEEKKKK

A friend of mine gave me some advice I’ll never forget. She said, ‘promise yourself that you’ll give it 1 year’. 1 year to make sure I gave it a fair shot. Freaking A y’all, it’s amazing how things have a way of working out. A way of falling into place. Challenging along the way, no doubt, but they fall.

My 5 year ago self would have never imagined I’d be living in Montgomery, Tx. She definitely would have thought she’d be working in The Woodlands making friends she’ll have forever. And I certainly never thought that in the next 4 years I’d learn SO MUCH about myself, who I was, and who I wanted to be. These 4 years in Houston have so far been the biggest challenge but also the biggest blessing for so many reasons. More then anything I definitely never thought my 4 year ago self would be grateful for the things this place and these people have taught me about myself. I’m still learning but gosh it’s been good.