Up until now all that I’ve written about Phoenix in this #90DaysToMyDreamJob challenge is that my fiancé and I want to find jobs and move there from our hometown of Philadelphia, PA. I haven’t explained yet why we’re looking to uproot our lives and relocate 2,342 miles away from family and friends.
Why go through all the trouble?
Well, there are two reasons…
One has to do with the practical aspects of the locale such as warmer weather, ranch houses and newer buildings and streets. With my physical condition that causes me to use a power wheelchair I’m more affected by the cold. If the outside temperature is 40 degrees or less my hands stiffen and render themselves useless after 15 minutes of exposure. How do my legs and feet fare? Not much better. They're blocks of ice from mid October to late April. So the allure of living in nine months of 70°+ F weather is clear.
The second reason isn’t as easy to explain. It has to do with the long overdue need for my fiancé and I to go out on our own. For us to live on our own terms, learn from our subsequent mistakes and heed the advice that TI and Rihanna sang best in their song, ‘Live Your Life.’ This dream of forging one’s own path probably started with the first human being ever to wonder, ‘What else is out there?’
We’re no different in dreaming the answer to that same question, but when both dreamers have physical conditions that force them to rely on others for daily help suddenly this quest for exploration and freedom is doubted.
My fiancé and I have only lived on our own when we went off to college. Part of the reason why we left our childhood homes to pursue our educations was to learn how to manage our own care which involved recruiting, hiring, managing and (thankfully infrequent) firing of employees. We learned a ton. Yet when we talk about our plans of moving we’re still asked by concerned family members, ‘How will you manage?’ and ‘Who will take care of you?’
We recognize how fortunate we are for having devoted and caring families and understand that part of the hesitation is because we’ll be missed. Sometimes seeing is believing so when they see us happy in Phoenix their worries will subside. They’ll hear my smile over the phone as I brag about wearing flip flops in February. They’ll sense our excitement as we explain the impact we’re making in our work and they’ll feel the warmth of our hospitality as we’re finally able to give back to them after all these years when they visit our new home.
This is why forging one’s own path is so vital and this is why we’re moving to Phoenix.
Viola. Vi. Vivi.