Man, sometimes you make choices based on the way you feel inside.
And these are the sorts of decisions that are the toughest.
There are so many competing factors that you’re just never sure if there really is a right decision to make. But when I walked into the local cannabis spot and saw all those smiles right after I moved, there was confidence in my recent choice. The fact that my wife and I were retiring to this region had something to do with the fact that medical marijuana and recreational marijuana were legal. We both have enjoyed recreational marijuana since we met in college. Neither of us ever really enjoyed alcohol. The taste wasn’t what we were looking for and too much meant feeling like junk the next day. And we were always so active. Whether it was taking a puff of sativa and going for a hike or grabbing an expensive coffee to go to the flea market, we were on the go. So alcohol just wasn’t for us at all. Retiring to a state where access to a local cannabis spot is common place was thrilling. But my wife died after a brief illness not 18 months before we were planning to retire. Family and friends implored me not to go through with our plans. And I could see their point. But also, I knew in my heart that moving here would be the right thing. So when I walked through the door at my local cannabis spot and just felt that vibration, I knew that I was going to be okay in my new normal.