Saying goodbye is never easy.
Over the past fourteen months I’ve found myself re-immersed in things I loved but had put away on a shelf for a long while. I started having different conversations with friends who were going through similar transitions and pondering the same thoughts about where life is headed. What’s happening next.
Since graduating from university, I have worked. And worked and worked. Work – in the corporate sense – has been a huge part of my life, sometimes to the detriment of my overall balance and happiness. This realization often only becomes apparent long after I’ve reached ‘slightly’ frazzled.
Or missed important opportunities and moments to live.
So when our landlord let us know that he needed to sell the house we have been living in since October due to his own unfortunate personal circumstances, we decided it was a good time to take a step back and really think about what we want to do in six months…two years..and eventually who we want to be.
This turned into a hunt across Vancouver to figure out a new home for the the two of us plus the kitties, Harley and four chickens. No small feat. The search expanded and changed and some how a house on a 300 acre farm six hours and four ferry rides from our current abode appeared on the screen.
That would be crazy, right?
I mean…how could we even make that work?
We would need to learn how to like…milk cows. The garden would be really cool.
Of course, we would have to film it.
What would we call that?
And that’s how we ended up spending 48 hours, mostly travelling, trekking up to Cortes Island to meet Henry, who owns the farm, the wwoofers who were staying there at the time (the crew has since changed a couple times), dairy cows Anna and Poco, Pickles the goat, a chicken with an identity crisis who believes herself to be a barn cat, and a border collie named Cassie.
It took five minutes to know what an impact living here could have on our well being and overall happiness, 36 more hours to make and confirm our decision and a couple months to bring everything together.
Which brings me here. To where I’m finally able to share that as of July 1st, Scott and I are moving to Cortes Island to…have an adventure. We’ll be learning about farming, adjusting to a vastly different understanding of ‘island living’, and taking a step back from the full steam ahead daily grind. And we’ll be documenting the whole thing online through www.firsttimefarmers.com.
To say Edelman has been supportive of me and this decision is an understatement. I don’t know many companies out there where you can be as transparent and honest about not only your career goals but also where you’re at in your life. I appreciate more than words can describe the guidance, support and encouragement offered by a list of people too long to put here…but hopefully you know who you are!
I will still be working for the company through August (just remotely from the island – so you won’t see the same ol’ frequent mentions of plane rides from me that have been a large part of my personal narrative over the past ten months) and from there, we’ll see where that takes the two of us, and our growing furry/feathered family.
This weekend Scott and I are making a mini-trek back up there for one more survey of what we’re leaving behind or bringing with us, then it’s moving chaos for a couple weeks. As sad as I am to close this chapter, I’m so excited to see where this adventure takes us and how our ideas for First Time Farmers will evolve and take shape.
Now, let’s go.