I truly think all of us have dreams. Dreams that live in our bones, and in the back of our minds. Dreams that are sacred and we hold close with such great care that they become this thing we daydream about, wish for, and can picture as if it’s real. And yet they seem so big that we stand there, paralyzed, not having any clue as to how we can possibly make that dream happen. That dream of mine, for the past 20 years, has been moving to Colorado.
In January of this year I flew out to Denver to spend time with a girlfriend, and to meet my kidney recipient. I spent time with old friends, met new friends, and the common thing each person said was ‘Tracey, you should move here! You fit so well in Colorado, you should do it!’
Each time I heard that I would say ‘Someday I will, but it has to feel right, and the right opportunity would pretty much have to fall in my lap.’
The day I flew back to Madison I was contacted by the hospital that my kidney flew to in my national donor chain. They were interested in me for a position they had open! Was this the opportunity I said would need to fall in my lap in order for me to move? Was this the thing? The divine thing the cosmos had in store for me to finally make my dream of moving out to Colorado a reality?
It was. But not in the way I expected.
As I went through the interview process I started to think outside of the box. I have dreamed of moving to Colorado for 20 years. In recent years I also dreamed of being location independent for my work. I wanted to be able to work and live my life fully, the way I want. I wanted stable work, and tons of personal growth and adventure in my personal life. Then it dawned on me.
Could I do my current job from there? I figured it was worth asking the question. You don’t know if you don’t ask, right?
So I asked.
And the answer was yes.
THE ANSWER WAS YES.
I get to realize my dream of living near the mountains, and still keep my current job through working remotely (with monthly visits back to the Madison office).
I’ve been struggling with how to really capture this in a post. It all still seems so surreal.
Right befre my January trip to Denver I was thinking. What would make 2018 the best year of my life? I came up with three things.
1 – Write a ton of work I am proud of for my website.
2 – Fall in love again.
3 – Move to Colorado.
I was about to write them down but paused. #3 felt way too big, and I was afraid to commit to that.
A few short weeks later I knew it was time to put pen to paper. I needed to declare that I was going to do it. I wasn’t just going to dream big, I was going to LIVE big. Somehow. And I wrote this post-it and hung it up on my door so I’d see it multiple times a day.
And now when I see it instead of feeling a knot in my stomach of not knowing how I’ll do it, I smile, knowing that I AM doing it. On May 10th. I AM moving to Colorado.