So yesterday, we finally received the official news from my company - I'm opening a branch here in Hawaii! This idea would not have crossed my mind if my husband did not push me to be the best I can be, work harder than I think I can, do more than I thought possible. I cracked a joke to the CEO of my company after telling them I was moving to Hawaii to fulfill our dream...and that "cracked joke" turned into a conversation, which turned into a proposal...which turned into a job! (I did have to sweat a little in the middle...) Like, an amazing opportunity for me to grow, change, learn, and be influential in the state of Hawaii mental health care system.
So we call the five people we know on Oahu and they all come to celebrate...we walk to the local bar (yes, walk...after five years of driving a half mile to Walgreens rather than walking or riding my bike-the epitome of laziness) and find people are really...friendly. It's nuts. Everyone here wants to know our story. There is a "Bears fans parking only" sign on the wall. They have blue moon on tap. Even the checkout woman at Costco last week asked where we were living and whether or not the island feels like home yet...
All this worry, all this fear, all this is-this-gonna-work-out-or-will-I-be-stuck-wondering-why-the-heck-we-did-this escaped out the lovely sunset view window of our tiny apartment, freeing me from the chain of "how am I going to make sure we're happy". Because really...what happened? I let go. I allowed myself to trust the universe - I finally practiced what I preach...the universe gives back what you give away...whether that be kindness, desire, charity, or hate. Don't you worry; no matter what, the guy who left you a five percent tip will be paid back in kind.
Time to take a deep breath. I've got work to do.
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