No, mothers, not tomorrow. No need to anxiously text.
Guys, we're moving. From Greenville. To somewhere. In an amount of time that we haven't yet determined.
See why we don't need to freak out, mothers? Promise, we don't.
We've sort of kind of come to the agreement that at some point in the near future we will be done with Greenville, for the time being. This is nothing against Greenville. We love our house, our friends, being close to our family, the city - the whole thing. BUT, we also have seen other parts of the country and world, and REALLY don't want to settle for so long in one place that it feels impossible to move.
Make sense? It's not you, Greenville, it's us.
There's a few reasons for this. Mainly, we want to experience somewhere else, and if we do have kids we don't want them to only have one home. This is nothing against people who raise their children in one place, so don't get all huffy. We just would like our children to experience more than one place in a non-vacation capacity. So, there's that. Also, we'd like to start our own business at some point. The type of yoga we practice (and that I teach) is amazing and I'm a firm believer that it needs to go EVERYWHERE. But, there are already two studios in our area, so it wouldn't make a ton of sense to try to compete with the very person who trained me, so starting a yoga studio here (one of our front runners for business ideas) wouldn't work very well.
Then, there's the climate in which we live. Political, social, whatever. We still live in an area where people are ashamed of gay family members or feel like they have to somehow explain dating someone of a different race. It's utter BS. Now, I know that no matter where we end up there will be folks who are different than I am, and we've done a bang up job of creating a group of friends that are just like we are. But sometimes the thought of explaining all that to kids feels exhausting, and why add to the exhaustion of raising children, really? My parents managed, but there were lots of conversations about why we were different, people we might not want to throw the pro-gay pro-evolution party lines to, and I don't want my children to feel different. I love the way I was raised, and I want my children to be raised in a place where they don't have to feel like less than they are because their parents teach them that black people and white people are the exact same.
I go back and forth on this point, actually. I don't want to feel like we're running away, and I generally think that the more people like us (no political leaning necessary, I'm just looking for genuinely kind and open humans) that stay here, the more "like us" Greenville will become. This is a great place to raise kids, please don't get me wrong. I do, however, think that there might be more appropriate places for US to raise OUR kids so that the angry-liberal-feminist in me doesn't have to rear her head quite as much. It embarrasses my husband, apparently.
So then there we go. A sense of adventure, a desire to spread the yoga we so strongly believe in, and a crazy wish to surround any family we create with people who are similar to us. Kumbaya, all that.
Where should we go? We're researching. We like the idea of college towns, we like the idea of overseas, we like the idea of finding a city about the same size as Greenville. We'll move with at least one job and insurance, so don't worry Mama. We're trying to narrow down a few places to visit, maybe meet some folks, you know. What you do when you tentatively plan to systematically uproot your life just for the sake of something that you feel is right but are also terrified of. Normal stuff, right?
States to mention are CA, CO, WI, and wherever else you think we should go. Tokyo's always at the top of the list, but finding a job there might be harder. We like Oregon, and I have one very wonderful friend there that I'd totally move for.
Talk to me. When we talked about after graduation a few weeks ago you guys were SO helpful, and it comforts me to know I'm not the only crazy person in the world. I'm not, right? This isn't dumb?
It's probably dumb, which is exactly why we've got to give it a try. In 19 years when I get up the guts.