Dealing with a Dramatic Move

Are you downsizing?

Laura Lee Carter can be found at Adventures of the New Old Farts, where she shares stories about her life and journey in rural southern Colorado, and her transition to her new home. This story gives us some insight to the changes that came along, good and not-so-good.

“Even in seemingly dormant times, we are in transition. Losses and gains are in constant play. We are the change-agent, and we are changed. Even without toil, we transform. So, wisdom advises us to open our hearts to transition; to honor fully what is passing, to learn from all that unfolds, and to welcome what arrives at our door each day with courage and curiosity.”

As all who have been reading my blog for some time now know, I have had many doubts about the big, dramatic move Mike and I started on two years ago. Especially when we first moved to Walsenburg, and I basically hated it.

But then if you took anyone from a beautiful, suburban home in Fort Collins, and moved them into a tiny, dirty 100-year-old house in a sad, rundown town an hour away from any decent sized city, the shock would be total, and it was!

The challenges we have faced in the past two years have been daunting for both of us. For me the biggest challenge was simply adjusting to such a different world than I was used to. For Mike it was the many extra expenses, frustrations, and delays in building a passive solar home in a rural environment.

I am now quite happy that we made this choice, while Mike says he wouldn’t have done it if he had known how unhappy I would be during the process of adjusting to something so different.

In retrospect I wish I had not worried so much about everything and trusted more in Mike’s vision for us, because this place is heaven. I fully appreciate how much courage and vision it took for Mike to push this whole project through to completion.

Now we live in a beautiful home that is supremely quiet, with fantastic views in every direction, and our direct-gain passive solar is working great! Plus I now feel like I’m making a few friends in La Veta and slowly starting to feel like I belong here.

In summary: This place is perfect, but change can still be hell! How did this happen? How did I end up here, feeling so fortunate?  It’s a long story, one I can now share with you in my new memoir…