I have come to realize that as much as I like the idea of putting down roots, I don’t like to stay in one place more than two years. Two years seems to be my breaking point, or maybe it’s just that I haven’t found the place my roots are meant to be.
I see my friends back home finishing collages and getting jobs within the small towns we grew up around…But, as much as I miss home, my friends and family, and envy the fact they get to see everyone they grew up with grow and change, I don’t think I would have been happy if I stayed.
I took the opportunity when it came. I’ve seen them post: On their bucket list pin boards, and everytime I see it I always think the same thing: “I did that.” I booked a ticket, I left, and…I stayed. Like I said, I do miss home, things about home, the places I grew up, how things are in my country (Canada) and the people I knew.
I’ll never know what my life would have been like if I would have stayed, went back, or had my hub move there. I do know that the opportunities I’ve had here, experiences, I wouldn’t have had back home, and most importantly, I wouldn’t have my son. He alone is an adventure I’m glad I get to have, no matter where life takes us. But, we’ve.. I’ve been in Atlana area for (almost) two years [August marks 2 full years], the past 9 months attempting to find a house, unsuccessfully. So I think it may be time to move on. I think we have outgrown all Atlanta has had to offer us, even though there is plenty we haven’t actually done in and around Atlanta. We are stuck in a rut, and we just aren’t happy anymore.
I think how I feel is best captured by this quote:
So here’s how I see it: we are in our early twenties, and our son is still young, the world is our oyster. We have nothing holding us back, hub has been at his job 6 years this fall, and has past outgrown it, there is no moving up for him, (or even laterally) and I run my little shop from home online. I have no family and I haven’t made any close friends here, and we really need to move out of my in-laws house, other than the obvious growing up that needs to happen, we have very different lifestyles which doesn’t support what I want for my child. So it’s on to bigger and better places, new people an experiences. Yes it’s scary to make a big change, to go out on your own, to have to completely rely only on yourself, but it’s a natural process, that has to happen at some point in your life.
We don’t belong here.
I’m not sure where exactly we’ll end up, but God will help us figure that out. We’ve chosen a date, and we’ve set a plan. It’s time for bigger and better things, new places, sights, smells and experiences.