"Sounds good. Im in."
In the 15 years we have been together, I never loved Mike more than in that moment.
It wasn't because he agreed with my plan. It wasn't because he was making good on a promise (made before our wedding) to move to Boston one day. I fell more in love with him because I was so proud of his courage. What we were proposing was no easy way out. Mike was planning to leave a job and a career that he spent 11 years investing in. He built a solid reputation for himself, sought out, fought for and excelled in every opportunity he could find. He had a good title, a better than good salary - a lot to walk away from. He was agreeing to move from his home, where he grew up and where he feels comfortable. And he was going to leave his family - the sadness of that is something I can't put into words, but know the feeling oh so well.
But still, he wanted to try. And over the next few weeks as the details started to fall into place, he was excited. He turned to me in the car one day as we drove and talked - and he looked positively giddy. I remembered what my husband looked like happy, excited, and hopeful.
We are both nervous, very nervous. I think that is ok. Sometimes you have to step out of your comfort zone to learn, grow, and achieve something bigger. And we have learned in our marriage that the tougher the times, the closer we become.
We have moved into my parents house, temporarily. He starts a new job in a few weeks. The kids start Kindergarten. I am getting my real estate license (did you see that pig just fly by?!).
Im excited for us and Im super proud of us.
So, there is no ending to this story, only more beginnings.