Light at the end of the tunnel

As we're planning our wedding, Jim and I have begun to talk more seriously about what we want to do with our life together; where we want to go/live/work, and what we hope to accomplish. The one constant desire (as we're both "ideas" people) is to move overseas. Other than family, friends, and the abundance of biking/hiking trails, there isn't much keeping us in Denver. While those are all very important, the forty plus hours we spend every week being frustrated and beat-down out weigh the short weekends we have to enjoy them. And while neither of us are very interested in having lots of money, there is something to be said for having enough to put a down-payment on a house and pay the bills on time. Neither of us are in the position where there's potential for  upward mobility. 

When I joined the Army almost 6 years ago I saw it as an opportunity to change my circumstances. The possibility of spending time overseas was high at the time and it sated my desire for adventure. I've learned a lot from my experience in the military. In February my original 6-year contract will end and I have to decide whether it will continue to provide opportunities, or inhibit my plans with Jim. As a single woman, it opened up doors of potential. Once Jim and I are married, it makes moving to another country more difficult as I would have an obligation to continue serving two days every month and two weeks every year.

If Jim can land a teaching job overseas, then obviously, I'll go with him. Since there's not much left for us to do here, it might be time to move on to the next chapter. 

I won't be sad to leave my job, but I will miss Denver and all the great friends I've made here. I don't doubt for a second that we'll move back. I'm excited about this new adventure. I've always longed to see more of the world, and I finally have someone to enjoy it with.