Today is my wedding anniversary. It’s also the second anniversary of the day I moved to Raleigh, NC. (What can I say? I am romantic like that.)
We moved to Raleigh for my husband’s job. Over the past thirteen years, we have lived in Michigan, Chicago, and St. Louis. I worked in NYC. My husband and I traveled the world for work.
There are plenty of people who feel they can’t relocate for work. Family obligations. Ties to a geographical area. When I talk about moving for my career, I often hear, “You can move because you don’t have kids.”
I want to punch those people in the face.
I don’t enjoy moving. I’m not a fan of establishing roots in a community and leaving. It’s not fun. But in America, adults work. When jobs change and go away, there are a few choices: find a similar job in your geographical area, find a different job that may or may not pay the same, stay in your community and travel to the job, or move to a new location and follow the job.
We followed the job.
The decision doesn’t make sense for everyone. It might not even make sense for us. We have elderly relatives. Sick family members. Commitments to friends and loved ones. We’ve learned how to use Skype, we communicate with family and friends via email, and we’re as close as an American Airlines flight home in cases of emergency.
And if we had kids, we’re pretty sure that every town in America has a school.
People are resilient. You are resilient. Your kids are more resilient than you. Relocation is scary and challenging, but it’s also immensely rewarding. I’ve learned how to adapt to change, feel comfortable in new surroundings, and put myself out there in a new way. My social circle is huge and spans the globe.
The next time you find yourself in a situation where you lose your job and yet you’ve absolutely ruled our relocation, know that it can be done.
I’ve done it.