“We keep moving forward, opening new doors, and doing new things, because we’re curious and curiosity keeps leading us down new paths.” – Walt Disney
When my husband told me he had a job offer that was for doing what he loved, was good at, and was a jump up the ladder leading to his ultimate career goals, I was excited to join him on his journey. When I learned the job would take us to St Maarten in the Caribbean, a place I’d only been once when a cruise ship dropped us in the port, where we were shuttled through people selling rum, hats, and diamonds (none of which we could afford at the time as we were newlyweds), I gave it a lot of thought. Finally, I decided I was curious about what my life would be like in an international environment (St Maarten is split between Dutch and French countries) and I was excited for my kids to grow up on a beach speaking and hearing different languages.
I imagined less fighting over the Xbox, less time spent indoors waiting out the Oregon rain (although I love Oregon with all my heart, I was, I admit, sick of the rain), more time as a family, and more exploring of different islands and cultures.
Those islands were decimated about 3 weeks after we arrived. Our apartment was completely ruined. We, along with about 500 other people, sought shelter at my husband’s workplace, one of the few buildings on St Maarten that was built to withstand a category 5 hurricane. We survived and we were airlifted off the island about 7 days later to Puerto Rico. Another beautiful island with beautiful people that sadly, is also in ruins.
We landed in Chicago a couple of weeks ago. Honestly, I haven’t felt like running. My entire blog column is devoted to how to get your groove back, and here I am, without a groove.
But today I ran around my new neighborhood for the first time. The air was crisp and the ground was flat. I didn’t know where I was going but running has always been about finding new routes, exploring new areas. My curiosity, for the first time in a while, was back. I was free on my feet, exploring new streets, and enjoying new sites. I don’t know what the future holds or where we’ll end up. But for now, I’m getting my groove back in a new city and I’m ready to run again.