Moving to Alaska has felt so surreal over the past few days. The thought of starting this amazing adventure is so exciting and scary at the same time. I am moving 4,200 miles from Texas to Anchorage, Alaska by myself to start over for the 2nd time in my life.
The excitement and fear comes in waves. Fear of being so far from everyone I love. Hoping this is the best decision for me. I can’t just hop in my car and drive home. Flights to Alaska are usually overnight, long, and have at least one layover. They are definitely not cheap. Saying goodbye to friends makes this move even harder. I am so grateful for Facetime that allows me to see my friends and family. It always makes being far away from home easier.
Yet, everyone is so excited to hear about my adventures in Alaska or ready visit. People say how brave I am to move that far away. Their encouragement reminds me why I decided to move. I needed something different. I’ll never regret this move to Alaska. I can look back on my life and say I tried something new. I am the kind of person who needs an adventure……even if it means moving Alaska.
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