Two and half years ago Drew was excepted to UK Law school. We were not married yet but we both knew we would be going to Kentucky so Drew could study law. It just felt right. I kept telling him I can live anywhere for three years, even Kentucky. Well we moved here and fell in love with our ward and the southern charm of Lexington.
A year went by we had Mac and I honestly wanted to move home to Utah. I was so homesick and my desire to have Mac around family was overwhelming. Well, I got through that and was comfortable here and then Drew got offered an amazing opportunity to work for the law firm of Dinsmore & Shohl for the summer. We were so excited, the pay was good and the firm had a great reputation. The summer went perfect for Drew. He loved everything about the firm.
Drew and I would talk about options for next year. Should we move back to Utah and find a job or stay out here and look? Should we go more east and get a clerkship for a year? What would we do if Dinsmore offers us the job? I honestly had mixed feelings. It's been great out here, we love it, we just don't get to see family enough. There's days I wish I could just go out to lunch with my mom and sisters or hang out with Drew's family. I guess you can't have everything.
So last week on the way home from our trip to Niagara falls we got the call. Drew was offered the job at Dinsmore. I instantly started crying. I was overwhelmed with feelings of gratitude. I immediately new we would take the job. It was too good to pass up and again it just felt right. But then the thoughts and fears of growing up and never moving "Home" hit me and I began to cry harder. Poor Drew, he has to put with an emotional wife.
After getting control over myself I called my mom and lost it once again. As I told her the good news I started crying. She reassured me that she would keep on visiting and we would keep flying home. That didn't seem to comfort me.
The following week both Drew and I felt great about the job and staying here in Kentucky and he called and took the job. As I'm writing this I'm again crying. Something about writing it down makes it real.
I guess now is as good time to start calling Kentucky home.
