cheap provigil uk We took a crazy route from Pennsylvania to Colorado, spinning a cross-country move into a full-on road trip (photos here). Saw some good friends along the way. Took in a few interesting sights. Enjoyed some delicious Texas BBQ. Camped out at the Lake of the Ozarks. And explored the unique beauty of the Great Sand Dunes National Park.
After an amazing journey, we arrived in Boulder on Monday, May 13th, and I moved into my apartment the very next day. I’ve been here a few weeks already, and I’ve got the place nearly all furnished and decorated. I’m fairly settled – as far as moving in goes. It’s been exhilarating — a new adventure.
And yet… it’s also been a bit unsettling. Not knowing the future. Being in a new place, having to use my GPS to get around. Finally having the space I’ve craved for so long… while feeling homesick at times. It’s beautiful in Boulder… yet it’s so unfamiliar. And to be honest, the past two weeks here have been more challenging for me than I expected them to be. Though I only have a lease until the end of July, I have no idea what I’ll do next. The uncertainty is a bit daunting. This is all a bit riskier than even I’d prefer — moving away from almost all that I love and am comfortable with for a relationship that may or may not last.
And we’re an unlikely pair. Though we’ve now closed the geographical gap that proved challenging during our first 10 months of dating, the age gap isn’t disappearing. And I’m not a fan of being the elder in the relationship. But crazy enough… in our oddness, we work. We make each other better people. And from the beginning, many obstacles have stood before us. Yet in stepping forward – together – in faith, we’ve seen miracles happen within our relationship. Still, neither of us know what the future holds for us.
A few days ago, a friend posted this on Facebook: “19 years ago today, I took the biggest risk of my life: moved to Bermuda to test drive a full time relationship. There was no promise of a future with him, no job in sight. I hit the jackpot.”
I take great comfort in her words, and I pray that in years to come I’ll be able to write similar sentiments on whichever form of social media is most popular at that time (hopefully comforting someone else at the beginning stages of such a huge risk). Until then, I’ll just have to keep stepping forward into the unknown – in faith and with courage.
And really… how do you even know if you truly believe in something unless you take a leap of faith for it? How do you know if love is real… until you go all in?
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