When we were in our early 30s, my husband asked me what I thought about the idea of living overseas at some point in our lives. I told him “You do what you have to do to make that a potential option and I’ll do what I have to do.” We set a 10-year plan. He got his MBA and I amassed the skills I would need to run my own editorial services business.
We took a couple of German language courses, and when our daughter was old enough to start school, we enrolled her in a German-immersion school. Now all we needed was the big opportunity that would take us there.
It turns out, there was no big opportunity to lure us. No headhunter magically called me one day and said my editorial skills were needed by a startup in Berlin. The company my husband worked for didn’t suddenly decide to open an office overseas. None of those cliché situations you see on House Hunters International happened to us.
What happened was this: my husband’s stepfather died right before Christmas 2012.
After that, we looked at our lives, at the treadmill we were on. We looked at the routine and the comfort. The days passing without notice. We looked at the dream we had of doing something more and realized we couldn’t spend the rest of our lives waiting for someone else to hand us the opportunity. We had to make our own opportunities. By February 2013, we had put in motion the plan to move to Berlin, and on July 23, 2013, my husband and I, along with our daughter and our ancient cat, boarded a plane to a new life.
I set to work establishing my business in Berlin. As my German improved, I added translation to my list of services.
And that is how I got to where I am today: proprietor of a growing editorial services business that helps small business owners, entrepreneurs, and creatives expand their businesses through clear, concise, and compelling copy in English.