Well y'all . . . we moved (again)!
If you've been following me on IG then you know that we moved to Colorado - WHAT! And aside from our close friends, family and few co-workers, we haven't shared a whole lot about WHY we moved, although I have gotten tons of questions asking why. So today I wanted to jump on here and share about our decision to leave Austin and why this has been the hardest move yet (we've moved state-to-state 4 times since being together, so we're no strangers to moving, but for whatever reason this one hit me HARD)
For the sake of the whole story, let me go back a little ways. Prior to living in Austin, we were living in Bellevue, Washington. I worked as a nanny and Taylor worked as an Athletic Trainer. When we moved to the Seattle area, we were pretty certain that we were home - Taylor had a great job doing exactly what he went to school for and I even had a great job, although mine wasn't in my "major". Taylor had always been interested in getting a doctoral degree, whether that be in teaching or Physical Therapy and our original plan was to work a few years in Seattle and then look at the possibility of him going back to school. Well, toward the end of our first year in Washington, we started looking at PT programs just to see what was out there. We ended up finding one that sounded like a really good option - then we made a pretty quick decision to have him apply and see what happened. Well (as you can guess), he was accepted and we decided to have him go back to school. It was much sooner than he (we) had anticipated, but we thought, better to do it now while we don't have kids then to do it in 3,4, 5+ years when life is a bit crazier. So, he accepted the program and just like that we were picking up our lives and moving to Austin.
When moving to Austin, we were sort of indifferent - we didn't know if it would be a forever place or if we'd just be there for school and then return back to Washington. At the very least, we were SURE that we would be there for 4 years - the duration of his program. Fast forward a year and talks of internships started - in his school (and all PT programs), you have to do internships and he does 3 through this program. Originally we thought that it would be no problem for him to get his internships in Austin, or at least close to Austin. Come to find out, the chances of getting in or near Austin, let alone Texas are super rare. To top it off, we found out that the internships are unpaid and you CANNOT work during them AND you have to pay for your living, food, transportation etc. at the location where you are placed.
After finding all of that out, we started talking about our options. Basically, we were trying to figure out if it was worth it financially to try and stay in Austin and pay all of our living expenses while having to pay for Taylor to live elsewhere for 9 months out of the next two years. We had a friend in the program who was ahead of Taylor and has a wife and little baby girl - for the internship portion of the program, they decided to move back in with their parents, save money and not have to worry about placements and all of the costs that come along with it. So after hearing that, we started considering doing the same - we considered going back to Washington with one of Taylor's parents and also considered going back to Colorado with my parents. We finally decided that IF we were going to move somewhere, it was going to be Colorado with my parents.
I'm not kidding when I say that we went back and fourth on the decision A MILLION TIMES. We thought about EVERY scenario and honestly probably overthought the whole thing, but I could not make a decision to save my life. One day I was ready to pack it all up and move and the next day I would swear that I wasn't leaving Austin. We talked about this decision for months, and months, and months and really didn't even make the final decision until maybe a month before actually moving.
We prayed and prayed on the decision and I just kept hearing God say that "it was time to go home", which is really what led me to make the final decision to leave, but Lord knows that I did not understand WHY.
Despite my hesitation though, we made the decision to move and now here we are in Colorado. If I'm being completely honest, it's been a hard move and I'm having a hard time adjusting. Don't get me wrong, we have had a ton of fun since moving here, but there are certain things that I especially miss about Austin/Texas, not to mention just living alone. BUT, we really, truly are trying to soak up our time here and just take it day-by-day. I have NO idea where or what we will be doing two years or even one year from now - I have stopped trying to "plan" and instead just live in the moment and embrace the season that we're in, because although it's been hard at times, I do know how fortunate and blessed we are to be in this situation in the first place.
So there ya have it! We moved to Colorado and in with my parents (roommates - yay!) It's an adventure to say the least, but we're excited for everything ahead and curious to see why God led us here and how He will lead us in this new place!
Thank you for all of the love and prayers during these past couple of months - we've felt them all and are truly so appreciative. We love y'all!
I'm Emilee. Twenty-something. Homebody. Believer in a simple + intentional life. Daughter of the King. Living in Austin with my hubs.
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