A couple of months ago I had a conversation that would reorient the way I looked at change. It didn’t make the process of leaving the Bay Area any easier, nor did it take away the pain of saying goodbye to a whole lot of people who hold my heart. But being reminded that change is inevitable – and that the best thing we can sometimes do is bookend our lives with change was the exact thing I needed to hear. Head to (in)courage to read the full post that ran on Wednesday, or read a snippet of it here:
Her advice was simple, her definition of grace even simpler:
“Put change at the beginning, middle, and end of your life – and then you’ll really find Life!”
I stared at her, head slowly nodding as my mind rapidly tried to process the weight of her words. Sipping my tea, I asked her to repeat herself again, and then a third time, so I could truly hear what she was saying, so I could write it down in my notebook, so its simplicity could sink into my bones.
You see, my husband had just been offered an incredible promotion – two states away. Like a jumbled pile of puzzle pieces, the idea of relocating held possibility: most of my family lived there, along with a good handful of friends. The cost of living was cheaper, the pace of life slower, the possibilities for growth outstanding.
All of it looked good on paper, but paper doesn’t necessarily reflect the heart.
Interested in reading the rest of the piece? Head to (in)courage and check it out! Otherwise, I’m in this thing called LIFE and all its change with you, dear ones.
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