In one week, we’ll be handed the keys to our new home.
In one week, we’ll become residents of a new city.
In one week, someone new will move into this house.
Change is coming, again. I look around at my house, my office, the boxes, the emails and realize I will never feel quite ready for the move. But the change is welcome, and I’m ready for it. I’ve been ready for a long time.
Moving can bring anxiety and stress, but I am one of those people who craves the upheaval from time to time. The funny thing about upheaval is that renewal is never far behind. I wrote that sentence down last time we moved, and it’s still true.
I want the challenge of a new city, the wonder of new skies, and the thrill of discovery found only by making oneself uncomfortable.
And so, I’ll share with you something that makes me smile when I think of the challenge ahead. It reminds me that we don’t get a chance to fly unless we jump off a cliff or two.
Any cliffs you’ve been eyeing? Almost ready to jump?
It’s your turn.
Tell me what change has been tempting you lately.
Are you ready to leap?