I guess I ask my self this question pretty often. Do I love the life I live? Because if not, then why not?
Just recently I made a pretty big move. I packed up my bags, said goodbye to my family and friends, filled my car with petrol and drove to Brisbane . Given I have left before this time was different, I always had the intention of coming back, this time there was no set date to permanently come ‘home’. Who knows there might never be, but that is the most exciting part.
Growing up in Townsville was by far the greatest way to grow up, I had my family around and I made great friends. Townsville has just enough culture to make you thirst for more, it has just enough to do that you are driven to do more, and you learn just enough about the world that you want explore more. For me – it was a perfect way to start my journey. But there comes a point, a point where you need to move on. I love Townsville (there you go! It’s out there! Chyna really does love Townsville!) But for me now, at this point, it just wasn’t enough. I had outgrown my surroundings, and only because it taught me to want more.
So here I am in Brisbane , with a very limited amount of friends, no family in my immediate surroundings and no idea what the next few years really has to offer me, and yet I’m completely content, completely happy. Why? Because I know this is exactly where I’m meant to be for the moment. I am doing exactly what I’m meant to be doing. It may not be hanging with orphans in Mexico , working with youth in Newcastle , or being at home chilling with my family but it is where I am meant to be, so I am content and happy with that. I love the life I live! And I am excited for what the world throws my way!
Just a word from me :)
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