Why I Packed Up My Life And Moved to France

Why I Packed Up My Life And Moved to France

I officially announced that we moved to Nice, France earlier this week and I’ve gotten the same question a million times: “Why?” It doesn’t exactly come with a simple answer, but here goes… Years ago we decided that we would live overseas at some point when the stars aligned and work enabled us to do so. This was never something that passively sat on the back burner either; we were always working towards this goal from one angle or other. Whether it was trying to get our work set up so we could do it from anywhere, or making sure the timing was “right.” Making this happen is a huge deal to us and we’re really excited (and nervous!) that it’s actually come to fruition. It just goes to show you that when you set a goal, you take it seriously, and you work towards it every single day, it WILL happen. The timing is another story, because it’s not always in the exact time WE would prefer, but nonetheless, it happens 😉 Some people call it God’s time, others say it’s chance, and some say it’s just whenever it’s meant to be. Whether you’re working towards a similar goal or an entirely different one, let this encourage you to stay the course, even when it seems too far away or not worth it anymore. The Frenchman says it well: “The hard part isn’t the first step, or the second step [on the way towards your goal]. It’s the 5th, 6th and 7th steps when you’re in so deep you forget why you took that initial step in the first...