Every time I sat down to write this post I was reduced to a puddle of tears out of pure, utter excitement and in all honesty, a healthy amount of fear. I’ve had this nagging feeling since last summer – sort of like an itch I couldn’t scratch, if you will. I thought maybe it was a phase and told myself the feelings would pass with time, as they often do. I even attempted to fill the void with a visit, which only solidified the very thing my gut had been telling me. (Word to the wise: always trust your gut.)
So what did I do?
I shut her up with excuses and continued to plug away at life here in Kansas City, naturally.
Those excuses were always laced with comfort, countering with the words, “Play it safe, Jess.”
Eventually a sinking feeling set it – the one that told me this wasn’t only something I wanted to do for myself, but rather, something I needed to do.
If last year taught me anything, it’s the simple (sometimes harsh) fact that we can’t control everything and tomorrow isn’t promised to any of us. That sentiment coupled with the desire to push myself (okay, more like shove…as I’ve always been one to need a little extra kick) out of the comfortable place I found myself after four years here in Kansas City led me to where I am now.
And after several months of hushing the voice inside my head, I decided life is too short and fed my inner, “If not now, when?” mentality.
I’ve been bursting at the seams waiting to share this with you guys…
Pete and I are moving to CHICAGO….on Friday!!!!
It all feels very surreal. The bouts of nostalgia are countered by feelings of sheer zest – an excitement I can’t quite put into words.
But this move certainly doesn’t come without sacrifice. More than anything it’s been a phenomenal reminder of how many amazing people I have in my life. Family, friends, and friends who turned into family. Just writing that out is enough to conjure up the ugliest of cries (I’m fairly certain this glass of champagne is half tears at this point).
It’s impossible to express the gratitude both Pete and I have for all the love and support we’ve received. It just feels SO good, like this is how it was all supposed to happen. You know?
So why leave a place I am content, comfortable and happy? Because I am alive, I am well and most of all, I won’t know what it’s like unless I try. I can’t fathom waking up one day wondering, “What if?”
I think it’s important to remember that a desire to change doesn’t have to mean you’re unhappy. It simply means you want to go from good to great.
Ready or not Chicago, here I come!
I have been working feverishly behind the scenes to get everything in order, tying up lose ends and wrapping up projects at my day job which left me with little time to invest in this space – so if you’re still hanging with me….THANK YOU! I am beyond excited to breath some new life into the content I share here.
I know many of you will be curious about what I’ll be doing up there and right now, I’m not entirely sure! Pete starts his new job next week and I’m looking forward to taking a bit of time to settle into our new place (hoping to share a few sneak peeks over on Snapchat this weekend! Find me @jessicazimlich), working on a fun freelance project and of course cataloging as much of it as I can on the blog!