After our trip to Jacksonville to check out the city and the details of the new position I was being considered for, we came home and let everything sink in to see how we really felt about it.
Luckily, we were both on the same page - we could rationalize any decision, concentrate on the money, the advancement, the proximity to the beach, etc. But in the end, our GUTS both said no, we wouldn't be happy with the decision to move for this job. That was really all the reassurance I needed. The harder part was overcoming my fear of disappointing the people in my company who have believed in me and promoted me. I hope I can be gracious enough that they understand I WANT to grow, but not if it costs my family (being me, Wes and the animals) our happiness.
At the same time, the entire process is making me consider all sorts of things.
Can I make money doing something I can feel proud of?
How important is community and WHERE we live in the equation of us feeling fulfilled and happy?
I realize that happiness isn't something that can be chased and caught, like some exotic bird. There is no "two plus two equals four" to happiness. You are happy, or you are not. But can one simply decide to be? I don't think it's that simple.
I learned a few years ago that love can be defined as our response to our highest values. If I apply that to life (instead of just to people), it stands to reason that if my life aligns with what I value the most, I will love it, right?
The thought process continues...
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