I started 2017 in one home and ended it in another. I’ve done this multiple times before, but it wasn’t something I genuinely wanted to do last year. 2016 was an insane year. It was a year that made no sense and was unkind in its constant throws of major highs and deep lows. Good and bad, I renovated an entire house, had a baby, lost two dear friends and ended the year with the passing of my mother. So no, I didn’t exactly feel energized for the New Year. Last New Year’s Eve, there were no “New Year, New Me” ideas or resolutions but I looked around what was my favorite room in our house, the house I designed, our dining room, a huge room that seated 14 and thought about all the good memories that room had given us. I resolved right there to do my best and create more memories like that. I loved Ohio, it was very much my home, and I was happily grounded there until I found out I was not.
My husband’s job was being relocated. Now, we are really open-minded on locations, our past here can attest to that, but it was to a city that we both knew wouldn’t work for us. If we had to move there, we would have, but this time through a handful of offers we had options. Fortunate, yes, but none of which kept us in our home of Canton, OH. Luck, unfortunately, doesn’t just “find” you by some miracle, you have to find it and sometimes it decides where you go.
Full disclosure, my husband did apply for a job in Houston with my knowledge, I just never thought it would happen, but when he came home early from work right before Super Bowl weekend, I knew what he was going to ask me.
With every fiber of my being, I did not want to move to Texas. Nothing against Texas, it’s an incredible place, but when you are staring at a year ahead with the challenges of a new baby, career post-maternity leave, new life after being shattered by grief, I don’t know what else to say besides you are just not in the mood for significant changes.
I did it anyway. Why? Because I saw how much my husband wanted this new opportunity, it was the best offer for him career-wise, and I knew I could dig really deep and make it happen. Was I happy? No, definitely not. Why would I put my happiness aside at that point in my life for my husband’s or anyone else’s happiness for that matter? I did it because I learned through so many trials that happiness is fleeting and the resolve to remain happy only becomes stronger by making it through challenges which help you grow.
I love Texas and while it doesn’t feel like home just yet maybe it was meant to be. Houston is diverse. It’s unique. Its energy rivals all the major cities I’ve been to in my life. In 2017 it became famous for its resolve and compassion in the face of tragedy and natural disaster, and I learned that it’s a place I can grow to enjoy and understand. In a way, I relate to it.
There are resolutions, and then there is resolve. So here’s to closing out a rough and tough 2017 and looking ahead to 2018 in our new home, new city and our new life ahead.