Just when we thought that all was bleak and things would never get better, a ray of hope shone through the clouds. I received an email yesterday from a dear old friend who I’ve known for almost 20 years, and she offered us a golden opportunity.
Melissa has offered us a place to stay at her home while we both find work and get on our feet. She knows our situation and inability to contribute much, if anything, and still she insists that she is dead serious. She is willing to help us make the move, and she has ample space there for us to have our own private living space, which will be more spacious than the 400 square foot apartment we live in now.
The kicker… she lives in Texas.
We spent the majority of last night and today weighing our options and making sure that our initial reactions, which were “okay, let’s do it!” and “oh wow, yes!” were the right ones, and we agree that this is the best thing to come down our path in… well, longer than either of us can remember.
We’ve scoured the internet for job opportunities, cost of living calculators, rent/lease ads and advice from people who live there. We haven’t found a shred of anything that’s made us waver from wanting to do this. It feels like one of those once-in-a-lifetime chances, one of those coincidences that can’t possibly be all coincidence… like it’s what we’re supposed to do.
We called and emailed our parents today, as well as a couple of siblings and my ex. The responses ranged from “I’ll miss you, but you have to do what’s right for your family” to absolute disapproval to tears. The ex was shell shocked I think, and concerned about when he could see the girls. All he really said in the end was “we’ll work it out”. I’m grateful… I could go anyway, as there are no stipulations about relocation in our divorce papers, but I would much rather things be friendly and equitable between us.
We both feel bad that we’re upsetting our families, but in the end, we do have to do what feels right to us. We desperately want to make it on our own, to do more than just scrape by. We want to thrive and prosper, to give the kids the things and experiences that they deserve.
This will be a quick move, as we are not in a position to stay here for much longer. We will be moving within the next 2-3 weeks. We’ve already gone through our “stuff that no one would pay us for” and donated those things to either Goodwill or the garbage can. Tomorrow we tackle the never-played-with toys in the girls’ room. We’re planning a yard sale for either this weekend or next.
There is so much to do, but this feels right, and we are excited. The hope that was nowhere to be found yesterday… it came rushing back today. Wish us luck!