When I looked at this question only one thing came to mind.
Leaving Colorado.
I’ve done a lot of difficult things in my life, but making the decision to leave the only home I’d ever known was a lot.
I was in a situation I never dreamed possible.
- I had just filed for divorce.
- I had just gotten a life-changing diagnosis.
- I felt completely out of place and out of my element.
- I worried if I didn’t leave, I would suffocate.
So, within 6 months from separating with my husband, I arrived in Tennessee – ready to start the next phase of my life.
Colorado still feels unfinished.
Even going back for a couple weeks this summer didn’t ease that feeling.
There’s more for me to see and do there. I just doubt I’ll ever be able to live there again. But at its core, it’s still my home.
I never thought I would miss it, and parts of it, believe me, I truly don’t, but it is where most of my memories are.
- I miss the snow.
- I wish I had hiked the Incline.
- I remember every Nuggets game.
- I remember when the 16th Street Mall wasn’t something people had to avoid.
- I wish I had gone to Garden of the Gods more.
- I wish I had gotten one last white hot chocolate before Pikes Perk got rid of it, and then eventually closed.
The list could go on.
That’s why it was, and still is, the hardest decision I’ve ever had to make.
Now, I’m trying to figure out a way to create more balance between myself and my home state.
If I get to my optimal health, then perhaps, Colorado doesn’t have to seem so scary and I can go visit more often.
I may have been really frustrated with Colorado when I left, and for good reason, but our relationship isn’t over, that I know for sure.
❤
The Yellow Door Life 
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