My life changed when I turned 30. No, I didn’t have an early life crisis or anything, more like a clearing of the fog.
My husband and I were on vacation, celebrating the start of my third decade in beautiful Savannah, Georgia.
We were living two and a half hours away from family, my husband (KK) had a great job that had a work at home option, and I was beginning to hate my current nursing job. My sister (my one and only sister, my BFF, my person) had a one year old and was expecting a second baby. I realized that her babies were going to know us, sure, but that we would probably only see them once a month or so. While driving the 9 hours back to northern Kentucky from that Savannah trip, I asked KK,
“what are we doing?”
Neither of us had a good reason as to why we were living where we were–he could work from anywhere, and I had a job that was in high demand. We literally could go anywhere we wanted and start over.
That talk on the drive home sparked something in us. Within three weeks, our house was listed, and we had started the search for a new home in my sister’s town.
This is where it gets scary weird, in a good way:
- Our house sold in 24 hours, for asking price.
- We fell in love with one of the four homes we saw in the new town, and had a contract within days.
- A new Neonatal Intensive Care Unit opened close by, just as I was job hunting. I got the job.
- KK easily transitioned into work-at-home with his job.
I still get goose bumps when I think about how everything just fell into place. We were clearly meant to be where we are now. (Big Magic is a real thing!!)
Since we moved within 20 minutes of my sister and brother-in-law, we get to be the aunt and uncle we wanted to be. I keep the baby one day a week, and we see them all as much as we want. I’m available to stay with them when they are sick so that my sister doesn’t have to use a sick day. I can pick them up from daycare if needed. We buy yearly zoo passes so we can tag along with them. We play in the dirt with diggers and hide in a butterfly tent to get away from the big bad wolf. KK and I both love it, and those kids, more than we ever imagined.
I look back on that trip to Savannah with a grateful heart. Something about that town, or maybe the physical distance from home and everyday life, or the combination, made us see our life clearly.
It’s now been over two years since we moved, and our lives have changed in many more ways since then! I’ve quit my nursing job (more about that here). I now run two small businesses out of our home, which gives me a flexible schedule to help with the kiddos even more! Follow me on Instagram to see all that I’m doing now!