The start of another adventure . . .

Jason and I are about to start another adventure . . .

When we moved to Kingsport, Tenn., we decided to sign a six month lease – a decision that has proven to be very beneficial. Although we like the complex we are living at, we seem to always leave Kingsport on our days off, exploring other areas, but the one we currently call home.

The great part about that is we are leaning towards an area we both think is beautiful, one in which waterfalls are much closer to visit.

So, today I turned in our notice to vacate at the end of October. I’m excited about this new adventure. We have already begun the process of looking for another place to live – this time a home we can rent out in the country somewhat, hopefully.

When we first started dating we rented a house from friends that was on some acreage, which we enjoyed. Although it’s convenient to live in an apartment complex, it’s also nice to live somewhere, somewhere you do not have a downstairs neighbor and upstairs neighbor and everywhere in-between.

The next few months will be fun as we find places we like and take tours of the homes to see if it is a good fit for us. The conversations have already begun of the possibilities that lie before us now that we are thinking of renting a home. I can start a garden and grow everything I need for a salad, or ingredients for a meal. We can possibly get a dog, since we will most likely have a decent yard – that in itself is pretty exciting.

IMG_0081The best part, get this, I can set up an actual office, instead of one in the corner of our bedroom now. That is exciting, very exciting . . .

Everywhere we go, we are looking at houses, not just to rent, but one day to buy. The great thing is we both seem to think the same houses are beautiful – a wraparound porch and a beautiful backdrop – mountains, streams, creeks – as our view into the backyard, or front yard for that matter.

Jason and I are pretty simple people, very simple.

Tennessee is a beautiful state, one in which Jason and I both agree feels more like home every day.

Dreams do come true

Today was simply amazing, there is no other word to describe the day as a whole.

After walking out of the Bristol Herald Courier I could not help but smile. As soon as I sat down in my car I instantly sent Jason and mom the same text because they are my biggest supporters.

Wow, I’m beyond excited to join another paper as a reporter.

I spent about an hour and a half at the paper for my orientation this morning. I was introduced to countless people who were incredibly nice. One woman said she has been with the paper for 44 years, which to me only speaks volumes of the company. Everyone offered a helping hand if and when I needed assistance. They all made me feel incredibly welcomed and all shared what seemed like a genuine excitement about me joining the team.

The best part was saying “see you tomorrow” when I was leaving.

I have to admit I was reluctant at first to the idea of moving to Tennessee away from everything and everyone I know. The more Jason and I talked, two years to be precise, the more I eventually jumped on board. Jason believed in us, he believed our dream of making a home would be fulfilled in Tennessee.

My emotions were sky high once I returned home, I was bursting at the seams of what I have accomplished. I had to share my excitement, which was sent through text since Jason was working a double. I shared how much I love him and how grateful I am that we took that leap of faith. Our dream of finding a new place to live, a place we can call home, is no longer a dream, it’s a reality. This area is us … all because the outdoor adventures are endless.

It brings tears to my eyes to think of the struggles we had once we arrived and how far we have come since. We believed in ourselves and each other. We fought for the reason we decided to move more than 800 miles away from family – making a life and home for ourselves in an area that is absolutely breathtaking – our own outdoor playground so to speak.

Since arriving in Tennessee I have found a way to write for five publications in Florida, four in Arizona and now one in Virginia. That’s pretty exciting to think about!

Now that we both found really good jobs we are beginning to talk about our next home, a house somewhere beautiful between where we both work. A home, not an apartment, a home!

I have grown leaps and bounds since arriving, which is empowering and exciting. I have a man who believes in me, pushes me and supports me, by my side … which makes anything possible.

My love for this man runs incredibly deep. I hope he knows just how much he means to me. He has taken the time to get to know me, really get to know me, which has made our transition easier here in Tennessee.

Dreams do come true …you just have to grab a hold of the vision and take the steps to make it happen no matter how scary it may seem.

Thank you for everything babe. I could not imagine taking this journey with anyone else.

Less than 30 days away

The countdown for our move has officially entered less than 30 days, a number both frightening and exciting.

Today text messages were sent back and forth with my youngest sister as we tried to set a date where we can all go out before Jason and I leave.

As we began planning around our targeted day, “Friday,” it struck me that in a blink of an eye we will be leaving the state of Florida. Friday became the go to day because it is Jason’s only day off, which left us with only three dates to choose from before departure, due to a few prior commitments.

I know things will fall into place and a day will be set for our trio date out . . . because there is always time for family.

Our conversation put into perspective just how close that departure day is becoming. With that hope of being able to see all of our friends who have touched us in one way or another before we leave, I began contemplating whether or not Jason and I should set a date where we can all get together for one last good time.

Between both of our schedules I know it is hard to make things happen, to set dates, to see people, especially when their schedules are just as hectic.

Again, I know those friends who are truly near and dear will find time to see us, just as we will find time to see them.

With all of that said, I am still really excited to make this move with Jason.

Yesterday I read a quote that stuck with me “Doubt kills more dreams than failure ever will.” Why doubt, when the power of believing is so much more powerful? I believe in us . . . I believe in Jason . . . and I believe in me. We are packing up our belongings and moving to a new area neither one of us have experienced in the hopes that we can plant our roots and enjoy our new home to its fullest.

These next four weeks are going to be jammed pack with things to do, which unfortunately includes packing, and people to see before our move.

Missing you

As an emotional person, these past few months have sent me through a loop.

Jason, who is my rock, my best friend, an incredible boyfriend and an all around amazing man, is working insane hours to set our move into motion. Although I have the upmost respect for him, admire what he is doing and am incredibly proud of what he is accomplishing, I miss him something fierce.

Routines are hard to break, especially when they remain the same for so long. I became spoiled – loved every minute of it – which is why these past months have been really hard. I miss having him at home; I miss those moments we shared every day, the conversations that were had about the day and others that stemmed from those initial words.

Although we communicate as much as possible throughout the day, text messages are not the same. Don’t get me wrong, I love hearing from him, but I would rather hear his voice in person than through reading his words on my phone.

I miss sharing the highlights of my day, the overwhelming feelings that overcome me as people share their kind words of the work I have done with the Eagle, as well as the gains we have made with our move in person.

Now with his work day beginning early and ending late, an hour or two is spent together at night – usually half asleep on my part – when we quickly catch up on each other’s day and our move before I head to bed and he unwinds for the night.

These past few months have shown me just how truly important this man is to me. How I truly love having him around to share everything with.

Friendships are important, especially that best friend you pour everything on – the emotions, the activities and happenings of the day, and most of all the reason you may need to make sense out of something.

I am fortunate to have found a best friend, who is also my boyfriend, who I hope to spend the rest of my life with.

I cannot wait to have Jason around more … but I know he is working for the greater good of our future – very near future – so we will be in good hands once we arrive in Kingsport.

Jason know that what you are doing is appreciated beyond belief . . . but know that your presence is missed at home.

The talker

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I will never grow tired of being greeted at the window and/or door by our kitty companions.

Today when I arrived home from a rather long, hectic day of work, Leo said hello from the window as he saw me get out of the car. As I was pulling groceries out of the back seat of the car it sounded like his meow was coming from right next to me rather than the second floor from a good distance away.

The best part was he continued to say hello as I walked across the parking lot, onto the sidewalk and then up the stairs. The closer I became the fainter his meow.

As I reached for the door, Leo had already jumped down from the window patiently waiting for me to enter our home.

I love how animals make you feel loved.

He instantly put a smile on my face as we continued our conversation into the kitchen. What a great way to be welcomed home.

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Leo

Family bond

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Sunday’s seem to be the day when I am awarded with the time I need to spend with family.

Although some of us live close by and others live within other cities of the same state – and no matter how much time goes by without us seeing each other – we still have a presence in each other’s lives.

A new little bundle of joy entered our family this past week, an adorable healthy little boy. Our family, eight strong, has grown to include a brother-in-law and two sister-in-laws, as well as four incredibly adorable little nephews who have brought extreme joy into all of our lives. Boyfriends that have been a part of our lives for many years have also been included in our family as a member of that ever growing unit.

Every time I am with my parents and siblings the feelings only intensify as to how important family truly is to me.

They are my outlet when I need to talk, my voice of reason when I am not sure and an endless friendship that is always needed. To be one of six children there is always someone to talk to, someone to turn to that may have gone through a similar situation, as well as someone to laugh with.

Today when my mom and I finished our running around we went back to her home – one that all of us shared many memories together as we were growing up – to be joined by my two little sisters. As we all sat there catching up, it again hit me of how much I love my family and truly treasure the closeness we all share.