Yesterday my husband and I arrived in North Carolina. We are staying a month, seeing what it’s like to live here. Today we spent almost the entire day in the car, driving from place to place to see different neighborhoods and figure out where we want to live when we move here next year.
It was an exhausting day but we pretty much confirmed what we already knew about where we want to live. We are having lunch with our real estate agent tomorrow and will make a plan that involves looking at houses and trying to find one we love.
When I arrived yesterday, I thought to myself “What am I doing?” This is a huge deal, moving across the country to a place I’ve never been before. My husband and I are in our late 60’s but that doesn’t really have anything to do with it. It’s just a scary proposition. I’ve lived in liberal California all my life. Moving to the south is really scary in so many ways.
Will I be as open and outspoken about my support for LGBTQ rights? Will I start to censor myself when I don’t know who I am speaking with? Will I encounter discrimination for my outspoken views? That of course means I answer no to the previous questions! Anyone who knows me knows I won’t back down on supporting LGBTQ youth and adults. But that doesn’t mean it doesn’t concern me.
As we drove around today, much of those fears were abated. I know they will come back. It’s just part of the process. People tell me that my services are more needed here than in California. I hope that is true. My vision is to help and serve parents of LGBTQ kids. I have a feeling I’m going to find ways to do that here in ways I’ve not been able to find in California.
Being on the move in this way means challenges and opportunities. I’m up for them both!