Wow. It's been one hell of a month. To think that less than a month ago, I was blissfully unaware how much my life would change. On July 16, I received an email from a headhunter that I had worked with last summer for a job at the Colorado Symphony (which I didn't get at the time.) They were calling to ask if I would be interested in a different job at the organization. At first, I was skeptical. I really want to take the top marketing job at a larger orchestra. I really did enjoy my time out there last year and was incredibly bummed when I didn't get that job. But I decided to proceed with finding out what they were looking for.
The job is very similar to what I do now, just on a much larger scale. They flew my husband and I out there to Denver, I interviewed, and was offered the job. Offers and counter-offers were made, and I accepted. So I'm moving to Denver.
WHAT! I'm moving to DENVER!?!?
This decision did not come lightly. And this decision, even though already made, will not be an easy one to carry out. As my stepson is starting his senior year this week, we knew that my husband would stay behind to see him through it. He will make the move to Denver next June. Having a long-distance marriage is challenge enough. But then we had to decide who Maya would stay with. Should she start school here, then move out with me next semester? Should I take her with me from the beginning and start brand new at a school? Taking her away from one parent for an extended period of time isn't easy.
We (well, okay, I) decided that she would come with me. I argued that if I were to make the move to Denver, I would be alone. Hubby would have all three kids while I had no one. Yes, this was my price to pay to decide to take the job that I wouldn't be able to have my whole family move, but I cannot imagine being without my daughter even for a week, let alone months.
We have made plans that hubby will visit as often as he can. Maya and I will come for Christmas and Jon's graduation next summer. My sister in L.A. will visit us in Denver when she is able. We'll make it work. We have to make it work.
So many emotions are going through my head right now. Excitement, nervousness, stress, anxiety, sadness...I just hope that this is truly the right decision. If I had a crystal ball, I would ask to see what life will be like one year from now. Then I would know.
As for my dear husband, I know this will be the hardest year of our lives. I know this will challenge us in ways we have never been challenged. I know this scares the crap out of him. But we CAN make it work. We just have to believe in each other and TRUST in each other. I see only good things for him in this move as well. So many new opportunities for him in Denver that just don't exist here. I hope he truly believes that.
So, my next post will most likely come from Denver. Wish me luck.
