Should we stay or should we go? That’s been the biggest decision plaguing my mind and heart for quite some time now. The thing that, no matter how many times we run the pros and cons list, we still come up empty.
Go where, you may ask? Back to my hometown … the place I was born and raised … the place where all of my family and friends are (and where the homes are affordable).
My hubby is more than willing to relocate so that’s not an issue. And while relocating involves the stressful task of finding new jobs and all of the joys of moving (insert eye roll and heavy sigh here) – we’d put in the time and effort … in fact, we’ve already be on the hunt. So what’s the hesitation at the idea of of moving back to the place where my story began?
Where we are currently … it’s where WE started. This is where OUR story began.
Our life is here … the life we’ve created together. The places we hike … the beaches we stroll … the ocean-side date nights at our favorite haunts … the restaurants we frequent … our camp sites on the river – how do we leave behind the all of the things that have made our story what it is?
When we visit back home, it’s so hard to leave. Feels like I have to tear myself away from my mom and my grandma and the rest of my family … like I’m going to miss so much of my nieces growing up between then and my next visit … like I need just one more hour with each of my childhood friends before leaving. But when we get back to our daily routine (and our own bed) in the county I’ve called home for almost two decades – I can’t imagine being anyplace else (well, at least not until I start looking at Zillow and see the difference in home prices between both counties).
I know that no matter where we end up that it’s the being together … doing this life together as we have been, that is the main thing. Everyday of our journey together is precious to me whether it’s here, there, or someplace completely unexpected.
No matter where we go – we’re still us. It’s the simple things that make us the happiest. Our dream is to own a home and lay down roots. There is something very comforting to me in the idea of permanence.
I suppose for now … until we know for sure what we want – we stay put. Ever the safest-bet girl. Though so tempted to just fly by the seat of my pants … take a leap … see what happens. So long as I’ve got my babe – it will all work out.
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