Beginning a Transition: Moving Across the Country

Beginning a Transition: Moving Across the Country

Did you know May 12th is odometer day? Moving from Denver to Pittsburgh put almost 1,500 miles on both of our vehicles AND a U-Haul. Took us 2 days, at least a million snacks, and hours of hotspot streaming for the kids. So glad we made it safely without any major hiccups.

Now, where do I start? Its been over a year since I’ve had the opportunity to calm myself down to think, much less write anything of substance. There was a long moment (about 3 weeks actually) I thought I had left the field of healthcare. When the pandemic hit, my very colorful background was put to good use managing COVID 19 response with the State of Colorado. What a ride.

It’s time to move on.

A few months ago, it was discovered that my blood pressure is high. I was stressed but at the same time I was so excited to tell my doctor, in confidence, the work I was doing on COVID response. After I gushed about the long hours, the stress of managing people, and how much am absolutely loving every minute of this engaging work, she asked, “And you’re moving, too?!?! Across the country?!”

I quickly held up a hand. Moving was not stressful. Cleaning and decluttering the house while doing all the small projects needed to get top dollar were far more therapeutic to me than anything else going on.

I LOVE moving. I’ve done it every 3 years since I was born. I’ve been begging my husband for YEARS to move back to Pennsylvania (a 20 year dream of mine) and now here I am, having done my part to save the world from Corona Virus, selling our house and leaving with two beautiful children and a partner I adore. I told her, “I just woke up suddenly and realized I have absolutely everything I have ever wanted.”

She teared up. I teared up. And we both decided if moving across the country was the most therapeutic thing in my life, my job is almost certainly the cause of my high blood pressure.

We lived in Colorado since 2012 ( the longest I have ever lived anywhere), but I can navigate a move like cooking a Thanksgiving meal. Next to a divorce, they say it’s one of the most stressful life events. I was utterly giddy.

All that to say, I am back. And the doctor was right. It’s been a month and my blood pressure is back to normal.

Now that we are settled, I get to build new routines and find my “New Me” in my new city (which is very much in the country). There are a lot of things I want to do that I did not have the opportunity to do in Denver like being more green, having a garden, reading more, writing more, and blogging  more. I want to restore old houses and old things and teach my kids to appreciate nature in more meaningful ways.

I also want to share my journey with you.

Many of us are beginning to brave the outside world again. Transitions are scary alone, but we can do this together. I hope to make new friends in my new city while also staying closely connected to the amazing people are only separated by distance in Colorado.

This transition will affect my website for about a month. You can still expect Dacia M Arnold as the Author, Mom, and SuperWoman. Things will just look a lot simpler.

It feels great to be back at it. THANK YOU for reading and coming back or checking me out for the first time. All writers just want to be read, and I am no exception. CHEERS!

Dacia

Dacia Arnold is an author that struggles to find a balance of work, motherhood, marriage, writing, and the occasional craft. Her first full length novel, Apparent Power, is in the works to be released December 2018. Dacia served 10 years in the U.S. Army as a combat medic and deployed twice to Iraq and often incorporates these experiences into her writings both fiction and non-fiction. She currently lives in Denver, Co with her husband, two children, and a fat beagle named Watson.


Reader Comments

    1. Right???? I don’t even know how to substantiate these supposed “days”. Tomorrow is PAMELA DAY!!! <3 You deserve it.
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