Joy is not geography.
That is the big lesson I learned last week. I spent a few days in Incline Village, and yes, it will always be one of my favorite places on earth. But what I discovered while I was there is that right now it's not the right place for me. The home I've always wanted is beyond my financial means there and while I did find a nice house to rent, at the end of six months I'd be back where I started. But here's the big discovery: as much as I loved it, I could and would be able to find joy elsewhere. As a friend of mine said, " your joy is inside of you, has been all along."
So where does that leave me now? I'm heading to Colorado next weekend with three towns to visit and a home to rent.