Getting started

Getting started is the hardest step in any endeavor

                The first step is the scariest one. When I made the decision to move 1800 miles from my comforts in New York to Colorado, I was not only met with my own uncertainties, but the skepticism of others. My own doubts were the mountain I needed to climb.

                The support of my closest family and wife made it easier for me. However, the internal fight was much harder. Once I got my own emotions under control and put all my doubt in God’s hands, I took the first step. So, what was the first step?

The First Step

                The first step was to commit to the idea of moving. In this situation starting, over was not the right analogy. I wasn’t starting over, I was starting out. I was just at the starting line in what life had in store for me. Once I came to terms that staying where I was at was stagnant, and that I needed to embrace change no matter the amount of fear I was experiencing, that was the first step.

                After I took the first step the rest of the steps came to fruition. I sold my fishing boat and bought an older used camper. From there my wife and I started planning. The plan was not easy for her, but she believed in me. I set up interviews in Wyoming and Colorado, packed the camper and said our goodbyes. With $3,000 I made my way across the United States.

The Travel

                I ran into traffic and weather that slowed my travels. I had mechanical failures that added to the expense of my travels. These were all stressors to the first step, and I had to recenter myself again.

I landed in Wyoming, went to my interviews and didn’t land any of them. While talking to a gentleman at the gas station, he mentioned a man who was looking for a laborer and said he could pass my information along if I was interested.

                I got a call a few days later and I met with a gentleman who owned a concrete lifting business. We talked in a parking lot for an hour or so. He offered me a job at the end of our conversation. I got work and started banking money.

the destination

                Three months passed and I have now acquired an apartment with my brother, who followed suit 45 days after me. My wife handled the rest of our possessions, loaded up the dogs and two days later we settled into our apartment.

                The growth I had made as a person is unmeasurable by taking that first step. The confidence and strength I gained will be apart of me for the rest of my life. I now know how to confront the fear of the first step. I also realized that the first job I held in Colorado allowed me to plant my feet firmly on the ground and I cannot thank that gentleman enough, who took the time to casually chat with me at the gas station.

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