The One Where We’re Moving


Long before babies, before Match got into law enforcement, before our wedding, Match and I wanted to move to Oregon. Then the economy crashed and there were no jobs to be had. We couldn’t figure out a way to make such a big move, and we got stuck in our jobs. Then Match got his job as a sheriff deputy, and we made some big life changes. I quit the working world and focused on starting our family, and life just got in the way.┬áRecently things have been looking up, and we are very lucky to have gained a lot of equity in our home. They say it’s a “seller’s market” and that’s just what we’re doing. We’re making a big change, and we’re finally doing what we’ve always talked about.

We put the house on the market in late October, and we received a full price offer this month. We are headed to the green state, to where the majority of my family lives. We are so excited about this new adventure, though it does come with its share of stresses. Not only are we changing states, but Match is also in the process of changing careers.

After 4 years in law enforcement, essentially the entire time we’ve been married, he has decided that he is ready for a change. No more graveyard shift, no more court on his days off, and no more worrying and stressing over calls long after the fact. For me it means no more laying in bed trying to tune out the sirens, worrying if that’s him having to go code 3 to a fellow officer, or worse, someone coming to his aide. It means no more walking on eggshells around a husband who is exhausted and emotionally unavailable, because he is too wiped out from his work week. It means no more Piglet crying for dada because he hasn’t seen him for over 48 hours due to his schedule.

I can’t tell you the tremendous amount of respect I have for law enforcement families, or families of men and women in the military. But I will say this, it is not for our family. I have always supported Match 100% when it came to his career. I always said I would stand by him, as long as it was what he wanted. But I watched this career slowly eat away at who he was. I watched him change from this goofy, fun loving man who I married, to this serious, often distant man who was always kind of a grump. As soon as he resigned, I saw the old Match. He dances with me around our kitchen. He cracks jokes more, he smiles more. Here is the man I married. Oh how I have missed him!


So now here we are, about to embark on a new adventure. We don’t actually know where in Oregon we are moving yet. We have some plans in place, and savings to live off until we get all of our ducks in a row. We are headed on a road trip to visit some of the top towns on our list, and we will see which one feels right. This is the first big adventure Match and I have ever had together. I think this is going to be a wonderful change for our family, and I can’t tell you how excited I am. Nervous? Of course. Scared? You bet. A little bit sad? Yes, I will miss our beautiful house and all we’ve done to make it our own. But I am also so happy. Because home? Well as one of my favorite songs puts it, “Home is wherever I’m with you.”