So I've been holding off on bringing this up here until it was official, and as of today it is official. I am moving out of Fort Davis. There are so many emotions wrapped up in this decision, and I can easily say that it has been one of the toughest decisions I have ever made.
I love it here. I really do. I love my job, I love my mountains, I love the weather, I love small town living. But with small town living comes the downside of small town resources (which can be slim to none). I'm okay with not having access to shopping malls or Target or even HEB, as much as I miss it. But with a child, I need daycare. There are few options out here in terms of childcare, and the ones that are available.. I'm not terribly comfortable with. I already really don't like the idea of daycare, especially for a three month old, but it's a reality that I need to accept. I refuse to accept anything less than quality. And in Fort Davis, the options that are available simply do not meet my standards. Get your damn CPR certifications at least, people!
It sucks, this whole leaving thing. I feel like I am just getting started. There are so many things I'd love to see get accomplished in this park, and I want to be the one to accomplish them. There are so many things I'm struggling to let go. The few people that I've become close with, the relationship that I have developed with the Humane Society (THE NEXT INTERPRETER BETTER BE A FUCKING DOG LOVER AND CONTINUE THIS), the park hosts that I won't be here to greet when they return in the winter. It's the little things that are making this so hard.
I know I'll be happy where I'm going. I'll get to add some new tricks of the trade to my resume because of it. I'll be closer to home, closer to friends, closer to the large support group that I know I will so desperately need in the coming year. But it is hard. I won't lie. I'm not ready to leave, but I am ready to accept that it is no longer about my personal desires or wishes. I'm doing this for us. For me and Lily. For my family.
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