Guest Blogger! Amy on Keeping Courage and Remembering the Good

Amy is one of the first people who ever went from blog/twitter friend to IRL 

friend for me. She's a twenty-something that's married to herhigh school 

sweetheart and she's one of the most genuine and funny women I've ever met; 

I'm so glad she wanted to guest blog here today! You can find her blogging at

 Crazy Random Happenstances, or  on twitter as @AmyReneePowell. Give her some 

love too, guys! 

{And I promise I'll be back for real soon!) 

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The end of school marked the biggest move of my life.
Me with my family on "the day"

I had already gotten married before graduation. I'd even already began my post-

graduation job. But when I actually got to that fateful day where I was to walk 

across the stage, I couldn't believe it. I was about to stop going to school - 

something I'd been doing for my entire life.

I know this isn't a new or unique feeling. Everyone sees graduation as the start 

to something huge. The problem is, I'm almost 2 years out and still haven't 

figured out what that something is going to be. I had to put my life on hold 

because I was married, my husband had to finish school, and I wasn't quite sure 

what I wanted to do next.

But now... My husband and I are both finally finished with college - and have to 

decide where to go next. I'm back at the same place I was at right after 

graduation. Except older.

We're juggling with questions like, "Do we keep our jobs?" and "How  close to 

family do we want to be?" or "What do we actually want to do  with ourselves?" 

We have graduate school and student loans and starting  our own businesses to 

think about. And the "kid question" is coming up  much faster than I thought it 

would. I know we'll find an answer for it all. It's just frustrating at times to 

find myself back in the same place.
I've even resorted back to MySpace-backward pictures of myself

But then I remind myself that literally thousands and thousands of  people 

before me have not only faced these same questions, but have  found answers to 

them. And reminding myself of that makes me feel a  little more secure.

So I'm trying to remember that big moves aren't all bad. Sure, they are scary. 

But they are also exciting. I can pursue that job that I'm really passionate 

about, or move to a city I've only dreamed of just because. I'm also lucky, 

because I have a partner to help make decisions.

I have no idea where I'm going to be living in 6 months. And for now, I'm 

learning to be okay with that. Big moves don't come with clear answers all the 

time.