Photo © Diane Weidenbenner I was born and raised in Denver, Colo., and had no intentions of ever moving. The smog, traffic, nearby mountains and high-tech employment had always been “my home.” Due to a “providential” set of circumstances, I applied for and was offered a wonderful marketing position with a Catholic non-profit in Terre Haute, Ind., near where my husband was born. After I accepted the offer, I had one day to fly out, look at houses with a realtor, make an offer on a house and return home. It seemed like an insurmountable task. Our realtor, Betty Lanke, was a seasoned professional in the area, and had created…