Colorado. We have a history.
We actually went to Colorado Springs on our honeymoon and stayed in
this cute little bed and breakfast. We walked through Garden of the Gods, went to Seven Falls, went up Pikes Peak.
A couple years later, when Issy was 1 and I was pregnant with Isaac, we visited the Springs again. It was pretty rainy/ cloudy the first couple of days, so we drove up the highway into the mountains. We reached Woodland Park "The Town Above the Clouds" and indeed it was. We talked/ dreamed about living there someday. Joe started looking for a job in Colorado. We visited Pikes Peak again when Issy was 3, Isaac was 1 and I was pregnant with Liam. It was our go-to place.
As life would have it, when he was searching for a job in Colorado, he came upon a listing for a job in Jackson, WY. We ended up on the other side of the mountain in Teton Valley for a couple of years and really fell in love with the area. It was this amazing gem we didn't even know existed. When we moved back to Wichita in 2009, I missed Teton Valley before we even left. We talked so much, especially in those early months about moving back there. We just couldn't get the mountains out of our heads.
We visited Colorado a couple of times over those years when we lived in Kansas. It was like an old friend- the kind where even when you've been away, you just pick back up where you left off.
A couple years later, he took a job here in Wisconsin and we expected that would be it for the moving. It has been such a welcoming community to us- the kids have made friends, we have found our niche here. But the mountains were still calling.
There was more flexibility with Joe's job and working remotely, so we set about finding a place in the mountains. It was originally our intention to move back to Teton Valley. But in the interest of not having more options, we looked at houses in Colorado, Wyoming and Idaho in August. As it turned out, our first choice house ended up being in Colorado.
But our first choice house was a no back then. Then our
second and
third choices houses also ended up being a no.
And finally, once this house went under a (seemingly) solid contract, we found out that the Colorado house that was a no in August was a yes right now. I am left amazed at the timing of things.
That said, I would be lying to say that I have not had slight pangs of disappointment at not moving to Teton Valley. But truly only slight. When we got the contract on this house, and the door on the Teton Valley house had closed and there were no other good options there, I had somewhat resigned myself that we just weren't supposed to be there. I am actually happy that we had the opportunity to be under contract on that house- it didn't happen because there was somewhere else that we need to be, not because we didn't try. So even though I will miss living there, I am at peace with it.
With each day that passes, it is becoming more and more real to me- this is actually happening. The realization is both good and bad. It makes me feel overwhelmed at all the things I have to do (I hate packing/ moving! but I don't mind decluttering.). It makes me feel excited at the things to come. It makes me nervous about something going awry in the process. It makes me sad that I am actually going to have to say good-bye (and the kids will have to say good-bye) to the people we have come to know and love here. Also, what if I hate living there? I mean, I don't think I will, but you know. Cold feet. Also, part of the appeal of moving back to Teton Valley was that we didn't have to start from scratch. Even though we have visited Colorado many times, this is a fresh start, community-wise. But mountains again!
So yes, I am all over the place. One day at a time. Everything will work out the way it should.