In the last update post I told you where I’ve been and what I’ve been doing for the last five or so years. Getting here has been an adventure for sure that in the next few posts I will share but for now this is why and how we got here:
Kevin and I grew up in Southern California. We had never lived more than fifty miles from the hospitals we were born in. We knew a lot of the same people for most of our lives. Our families were all there and for most of our marriage there never seemed to be a possibility of moving anywhere else because of Kevin’s corporate job in the movie industry.
We lived a charmed life for a long time. I was a stay-at-home mom who wrote in her spare time, never telling anyone. There is a post about that here. We raised our kids and did all the things: vacations, sports, and family adventures. Our kids grew up, are happy, healthy, and pursuing the careers they went to college for (Amen and Hallelujah!) and we were moving into the ‘grown children who don’t need us time of our lives’.
This is what we’d been waiting for after having kids young—time to do whatever we wanted! Yeah, not so much. Again, I’m delusional, but I think you’ve caught on to that by now. I’m tempted to start a completely separate blog about life after your kids grow up and how it is completely different from what everyone promised it would be, but that, my friend, is another story for another day.
So, almost as soon as the empty nest happened, everything changed. As is sometimes the way with corporations, businesses get bought and sold, and people get moved in and out of jobs. Even though my husband was the best at what he did, had worked for the same company since he was eighteen years old, worked his way up to the executive level, learning all there was to know, was instrumental in growing the business into the best and most successful of its kind, worked tirelessly for more than thirty years, they now treated him as expendable. Unbelievable.
Or maybe it was from an industry that cares about no one, promotes shallow and meaningless lifestyles, and is overall morally bankrupt. I have so much more I could say about this topic and how I feel about it. I actually wrote it all out, but I’m not going to post it. Suffice it to say their choice was a huge mistake for them but a blessing for us.
So we now had a decision to make. A scary life-changing decision. We had to start a new life. Kevin either needed to find a new job or we had to do something else.
The Lord led us to something else. And our son wanted to go to. The Diva had already moved across the country to New York City, so why not?
We did some research and came up with some options. Called some friends that already lived in other places. We narrowed down our search and went to visit Tennessee. Kevin and our son went first. I, no surprise, had to stay home with Brutus. If you know, you know.
They called the second day,
“Guess where we are?” they asked in excited-to-tell-me voices. It must have been somewhere amazing as these two are not effusive.
“Where?” I asked, only slightly afraid of the answer.
“Bacon Fest. They have Bacon Fest here.” I was pretty sure they were sold. Bacon holds a lot of sway in my household. Our son got a job that same weekend and moved three weeks later. We were going to Tennessee.
No joke.
It was decided that fast. Next time? Leaving my homeland and moving across the country with pets! Lol.
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Love and hugs,
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