I'm Moving On...

Well, I guess the time has come to officially announce that I am leaving Colorado.  A while back I began perusing the career websites, just to see what else was out there in my field.  I happened to find an amazing opportunity in a place that I have visited over the years but never thought I'd actually live - well, except for that one time, in high school, when my parents thought they would run a bed & breakfast, and I was going to follow them and go to college there, until my mom realized just how much work that would be before getting several cups of coffee in her system and I took a 6 month sabbatical that turned into 6 years...but I digress.

I'm moving to Roanoke, Virginia at the beginning of next month.  I will be working for Carilion Clinic, working in the area of research compliance, something I never thought about until I started doing it, but something I have a real passion for and consider a true niche.

Finally heading over the rainbow

I'm very excited for the opportunity but know it will be a challenge. And yes, I have come to the conclusion that my current hair "style" of washing and letting it air dry days are numbered.

I will miss everyone I've come to know while a mile high A LOT, but am for once thankful that we live in an age where social media is a more likely hang out spot than the local restaurant and will stay in touch. And I'm lucky enough to have these cutie patooties joining me in a little bit:

I mean my parents, not Max. At least not yet. But if my plan to move everyone I love to Roanoke happens, then bwahaha, Max will be there too. And it will be awesome.

But until then, please come visit me in the Star City. I'll be sure to show you some true Southern hospitality. I can already guarantee I'll pick up the accent.

Do better

Back in the day when my world revolved around the gospel according to Oprah, there was a saying she often quoted from Maya Angelou.  The story goes that when Oprah was visiting Maya for the first time and telling her stories about the mistakes she had made when she was in her twenties, Maya responded that she did those things when she was in her twenties, when she didn't know any better. Now she was in her thirties and when you know better, you can do better.
Those words struck a chord with me.  As someone who often beats myself up for things I've done in the past, I found great comfort in the idea that those mistakes were okay. Those mistakes don't define me.  Those mistakes are not my future.  I can do better.