How could anyone ever want to leave a place this beautiful? A place where the horizon magically disappears between the sky and ocean. A place that is home to ceilidhs, delicious seafood and a giant fiddle to boot. A place where everyone knows everyone through someone and the people are so friendly it’d make you sick (not really though).
While all those thing are very enticing, sometimes you just gotta go. Most blame it on the lack of employment in this post-industrial area. While that’s definitely something I’ve considered – the reasons for me are different.
As an endearingly awkward individual, comfort is something that’s important to me. I take comfort in the small island I’ve grown up. The roots here are deep – my family stretches for generations in Sydney and surrounding areas. While friends leave, they almost always come back. The walk I take daily around my neighbourhood changes only with the seasons. The pub I visit almost weekly varies only between the 5 – 7$ cover charges and the local bands that play there.
I would love nothing more to stay comfortable in these surroundings for the rest of my life. But how can one grow when their horizons, while they appear endless, are in some ways so narrow? That’s not to say that those who stay forever & ever have not grown or changed or are not happy, but simply to say that I don’t think I could. I’ve seen even in just the last year that stepping outside my comfort and challenging myself has enabled me to grow as person and develop skills I’d never thought possible.
That’s why I’m going. To challenge myself. Can I do it? Will I be happy? One thing I know is that the biggest regret I’d ever have would certainly be not going at all.
And at the end of the day, I know I’ll always be back (sooner than later). It is the home of my heart after all!
Have you ever made a big move or massive change in your life? How did it go?