Along with the big announcement that I mentioned in my weekly recap a few weeks ago, came a big life change. It is something that I have known was coming for a while now, but the timing was uncertain.
We are moving. Again.
This time to Virginia.
The acquisition at work brought an exciting new job opportunity for me, but the position requires me to be on-site in Virginia Beach almost full-time.
About a year ago, I talked about Brad taking a new job opportunity of his own. I have also mentioned him being gone, or more importantly talked about the times he was home, over the last year or so. His job completely coincidentally also happens to be in Virginia. His company is headquartered in Roanoke, but since Brad manages facilities across the whole state, he will be based in Richmond. Virginia Beach and Richmond are about 90 minutes from apart, which is definitely too far to commute, but Brad and I will be living MUCH closer than we are now between Roanoke and Chicago.
So, how do I feel about all of this?
On one hand, I am incredibly excited for the opportunity to help with the integration of the new company and all of the professional growth that it will offer. I am already learning that there is a great deal of responsibility in this the new position that is far outside of my comfort zone…new challenges and new responsibilities are tough, but fulfilling. I am also very, very ready to live something closer to a “normal” life with Brad. The 1.5 hours separation will be so much easier to manage than living 5 states away. We won’t be together every night, but at least we will always be together on the weekends and rarely away for more the 3 nights at a time. That part is, by far, the best thing about the move.
On the other hand, my heart breaks when I think of leaving Chicago. I love this city more than I can even express. I know it’s only been two years, but no place has ever felt quite like home in my adult life like Chicago has. I feel like I belong here. I have dear friends that I can’t bear to think about leaving…my heart wrenches and tears flow just writing about it. I also love, love, love my house. The renovations we did in the early days were painful, but the result is something that we are proud of. I worked from home and spent so.much.time. in this house (some days in the winter, I never left!) and never once felt cabin fever. And yes, Chicago winters are the worst, but, gosh, the summers…they can’t be beat. Worth every snowflake, sheet of ice and sub-zero day.
Starting over will be difficult. Living between two cities will also be difficult. But Brad and I will start over together and we will (finally) have each other to spend time with. I know I will have to work hard to meet new people, make new friends and find new running buddies and training partners. I am not really looking forward to that part. I have some of the best friends I could ever ask for here in Chicago. I can’t even imagine finding those special people anywhere else. (Here come the tears again.)
But I have to admit…never having to ride my bike on the Lakefront again definitely does not make me sad. And the possibility of training through the winter again seems a little exciting.
Richmond is a beautiful place. The city is charming and full of runners and cyclists and friendly people. And our new house will also be all our own (our biggest renovation yet!). Virginia Beach also seems to have an awesome outdoor community and I will be living right next to a state park and close to a ton of great running trails.
It’s not Chicago, but it will be home.
We are scheduled to close on our house in Chicago on June 19th and will be making the final trip (for now) to Virginia that same day. One month from today.
Please tell me…who do you know in Richmond? Virginia Beach? I need internet-turned-real-life friends, because they are the best (I know from experience)!