By Erin Allen
A few days ago, I embarked on a life-changing journey that's been a couple of years in the making. A few years ago, my friend (and co-blogger) Sara and I took a two-week European vacation. It certainly wasn’t the first time either of us had travelled internationally. But it was the first time that either of us took such an epic journey that we had complete control of, while still also winging it. I’ve come to the realization that this trip was likely the “it” moment. The moment I began to slowly understand I was kind of done with the traditional way of doing things and of working. I knew I needed to move and that geography shouldn’t dictate how I worked. The travel reminded me there’s a whole world out there, and why should I be stuck behind a desk with bad fluorescent lighting in a city I didn’t want to live in anymore. That traditional way of working no longer fit with my slowly changing attitudes and outlook.
Cue a newly budding love affair with Colorado -- and a special spot for the lovely city of Durango. I left D.C. in the dust last Thursday and have been making my way out West. I packed my world up in three U-Haul U-Boxes and the back of my car to head into the great unknown. First stop, my parents house in Mississippi.
I'm scared. I'm anxious. I've been second guessing myself for months. I must be crazy leaving a good job with financial security. What if I can't make it working for myself? Am I to old to be taking this sort of chance? Will this really be my best life?
I'm grateful for the love and support I've received from friends a family. My dad has actually said he's jealous, and the shared sentiment among my friends is, "I wish I were doing something like this." So, I suppose there is no better endorsement or validation than that!