Celebrating Two Years of Living in Dallas + What Moving Cross Country Has Taught Me



Two years ago,  I drove cross country to my new life in Dallas, a state I had never been before. That moment we left Maine, driving over the bridge into New Hampshire, it finally hit me…we weren’t going back. At that very moment, I cried tears of mixed emotion. I cried because: 1. We had no idea how long we would be living In Dallas 2. We had no idea when we would come back to Maine. 3. This was a huge, huge decision, we made so fast. I began to question everything on that drive, and quickly panicked. I also knew that fear was just an emotion, and change was healthy and necessary for growth, in all aspects of life. Two years ago, we made that move, and still to this day, I am grateful Dustin and I chose to be fearless, and pursue something so different than what we were used to. Today I will be sharing my ups and downs I’ve had in two years of living elsewhere, and what moving cross country has taught me.

What Moving Cross Country Has Taught Me

It takes a year to finally acclimate…

That first year Dustin and I were living in a brand new environment, was an absolute mess, in all aspects. The first few months, we were filled with pure excitement and wanderlust, and nothing could stop us from exploring. We were thrilled to have made such a spontaneous move across the country and were riding the waves of change. After a few months, the “excitement” died off and we were left with pure homesickness. While we knew uprooting our lives and moving across the country would bring us our fair share of challenges, we did it anyway. That first year, was filled with ups and downs, but I wouldn’t of traded it for anything.


Be open to change + Embrace new things…

After that year of acclimation, I realized I needed to be open to all the change we had so happily welcomed into our lives, regardless of it being so different from everything we had known. Instead of sitting in our tiny one bedroom apartment, we had to force ourselves to try new things, to stop comparing New England to Texas, and try our bests to find the good. Little had I known, I had shut myself off from welcoming new experiences and change into my life. I had clung to all that was familiar, and longed for some normalcy in my day to day life. Now, being adapted to all the change, and learning to fully embrace new experiences and be open, has aloud me to really live my life to the fullest.



Texas isn’t all that bad…

When we had originally moved here, I couldn’t stand the heat, the landscape, or seeing mostly sky scrapers all around. I knew Texas would be drastically different than what I was used to, but I didn’t know how different it would be. For the first year, I completely shut myself off from adjusting to Texas and the new normal. But after that first year, I began embracing new things, and realized Dallas wasn’t so bad. The constant sunshine keeps seasonal depression at bay, and just the simple fact the city has so much to offer: incredible concerts, nightlife, cute cafes, and endless taco shops. The state itself is so different from what I’m used to, but I’m learning to love the city, and the surrounding areas.


Home is where the heart is…

Moving cross country on a whim has single handedly been the best decision I’ve made, aside from marrying my husband of course! I still remember sitting in my husbands parents house at the time and just talking about moving cross country, and how cool it would be to just travel, and get out of our comfort zones. That thought, turned into a goal, and within a year of having that conversation and two job transfers later…we drove cross country to our new home in Dallas, a place we had never been before. We knew it was a spontaneous move, but we also knew Dallas had a cheaper cost of living, in comparison to Maine, and we would be able to pay off car loans, and other collected debts. In the two years that we’ve been in Dallas, we were able to have the wedding of our dreams, travel, and  most importantly, pay off a chunk of our debts, and save for our forever home. Moving so far from everything we’ve ever known has truly solidified where “home” is for us, and we can’t wait to one day be back.


Have you ever moved away from “home”? where did you go? Where is “home” for you? Tell me in the comments below!



Hey friend–I’m Laura, the Writer behind This Northern Native

Hey friend–I’m Laura, the Writer behind This Northern Native

A lifestyle + wellness blog, This Northern Native is a place to come for major realness. I deliver raw, honest content created for those who value becoming the happiest & healthiest versions of themselves possible, and share a love for New England living.