If youâ€™ve been keeping up with us on social media, you know that we are no longer in Hawaii. Hereâ€™s the scoop on that:
As much as it is no fun, sometimes things just donâ€™t work out. Im a believer in signs and reasons behind things working out and not working out. Itâ€™s taken me a week or so to wrap my head around everything, and thatâ€™s why this blog post has been â€œdelayed.â€ When we arrived on Maui, it seemed like every door that we knocked on would not open. Craigslist, Airbnb, VRBO, Real Estate Agencies, word of mouth, short terms, apartment complexesâ€¦ you name it. The photography community there opened their arms to help and it still wasnâ€™t working out. When it all boiled down, our only options were living with roommates or spending way to much money on a studio that we could only have for 2 months. We had a long hard conversation about the realities of why we were in Hawaii, what we were willing to do to make it work, and what would happen if we left. We chose to leave, learning our limits in the process. It was a tough lesson to learn, that being said, it was a good lesson to learn too. We are not willing to get rid of Hattie, make something work just for the stubbornness of it, or spend all our hard earned money on something that is clearly not working out. Soâ€¦ we left.
It was with heavy hearts that we got in the plane in Kahului. I know that I personally felt bruised and broken. I cried like a baby. Hell, I took the â€œFRAGILEâ€ airline sticker off of our luggage and wore it when my mom picked us up at the airport, (If you don’t know already, I’m dramatic… scorpio… the whole deal). It was a huge blow after a long hard year of personal heartbreak. I felt abandoned by God and deceived! Why bring us here? Why lead us to believe you would meet us here and take care of us? Why would you let me get all excited about this just to close every single door once we arrived? I was angry and disheartened. Slowly I began to see it differently, and that is what I wanted to share with you mostâ€¦
â€œFailing” is a part of dreaming! Going for it and putting all your heart and energy into things is HOW you follow your dreams. There is no safety net or halfway. You canâ€™t be a dreamer or an inspirer without meeting this point in the road. The path to your dreams is a minefield of challenges and itâ€™s not realistic to never hit one. How you handle it and how you get back up is what the story is really about. I love biographies and adventure stories. Without fail, every single one has a good “sad” part. Itâ€™s one of those â€œpull up your bootstrapsâ€ moments that I love to read about in other peoples lives. All we lost was a little pride, some money, and a winter in Hawaii. We still get to live in Maine, and Im completely ok with that. Dan won’t stop talking about cross country skiing this winter and he’s even mentioned a few months in HawaiiÂ next winter. You gotta love his resilience.
So here is to the journey and the honesty and the minefields. Without them, the path would be easy and everyone would be on it. I choose dreams and I can only hope that you will too. Youâ€™re tougher than you think.
with love,Â Bethany
(taken with an iPhone 5 in a Lifeproof case)