Running Away From Home As An Adult
I am a person that, if I pick up the scent of a new passion, I want to throw myself into it with everything I have. A leaf in the wind, most of my projects fizzle out and never take off. Some were great for my soul more than anything, and others are why I am hesitant to even look at cupcakes ever again...
I have found many lessons in my projects, so none of them really ever go to waste. My biggest, most challenging project was stirring in the back of my mind. It would haunt me for months, and the longest I've ever sat on a big decision. Little did I know, it would come with the biggest lessons of my life as well. The biggest project ever, myself. How was I going to do it:
I was Going to Run Away, to Alaska.
Alaska and I have history akin to on again off again lovers. Its been almost a full decade since I fell in love with life again in the almost never-ending embrace of her summer rays, like arms. I found healing from my past that left me bruised, broken, and lackluster on her back roads in my beloved Jeep Cherokee Sport. It was this exact healing that I needed going forward. She was calling me, once more. So I built a plan.
It wasnt as simple as buying a ticket and flying off into the sunset... I had to get everything in order and formulate an actual plan. I had been a stay at home wife and mom for so very long. Which was all the more reason to get the hell up and change my situation, What exactly was calling me? Who were my connections up there? What would I do for work?
I wanted to do Geology. I fell in love with rocks and the landscape while living in a desert climate, I loved seeing the layers of rock build up and tell a story of their existence. The local university has an amazing geology program, problem solved. I connected with a friend that was moving up that way and together we devised a plan for me to stay with him and his wife till I got a decent cushion under me. Lastly. I reached out to my old boss, I told him the situation and before the end of a 40 minute phone call, I had a job. That was all the easy stuff. The hardest part was still looming over my head like an executioners blade. Telling my husband and daughter that I was making plans to leave. Not just, move to a different neighborhood kind of leave. Like, move THOUSANDS of miles and an ocean kind of leave.
It wasnt as simple as buying a ticket and flying off into the sunset... I had to get everything in order and formulate an actual plan. I had been a stay at home wife and mom for so very long. Which was all the more reason to get the hell up and change my situation, What exactly was calling me? Who were my connections up there? What would I do for work?
I wanted to do Geology. I fell in love with rocks and the landscape while living in a desert climate, I loved seeing the layers of rock build up and tell a story of their existence. The local university has an amazing geology program, problem solved. I connected with a friend that was moving up that way and together we devised a plan for me to stay with him and his wife till I got a decent cushion under me. Lastly. I reached out to my old boss, I told him the situation and before the end of a 40 minute phone call, I had a job. That was all the easy stuff. The hardest part was still looming over my head like an executioners blade. Telling my husband and daughter that I was making plans to leave. Not just, move to a different neighborhood kind of leave. Like, move THOUSANDS of miles and an ocean kind of leave.
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