I’ve been reading some other travel and photography blogs and it’s incredibly cool how many people out there are blogging about life in the UK and life abroad in general. As I’m reading it suddenly hits me that I’m going to be an expat. An ex-what? Expat: An expatriate (sometimes shortened to expat) is a person temporarily or permanently residing in a country other than that of the person’s upbringing.
It’s really inspiring, reading all of these other blogs about people who have chosen to step away from all that is familiar to go off and explore the world; whether it’s for love, wanderlust, work or just pure desire to leave home, they all have left what was once familiar for the unfamiliar. You never fully understand how NOT alone you are until you simply open your eyes and look around. It’s kind of like the feeling you get when you buy a new car; before you buy it, you never really noticed it but now that you have it, you see that car everywhere. Hey, I said ‘kind of’.
Knowing that I’m leaving the familiar for the unfamiliar isn’t such a scary thought to me because I know the reason I’m going and it’s not just for love. Say what? I’m also going to live my life, to live it to the fullest, to jump out of my comfort zone and push myself into my passions and out of the 9 to 5 that has become my safe haven. There has to be more to life than living for someone else, you must live for yourself and any decision you make, big or small, should be made with you in mind.
But, what about love?
Yes, absolutely I’m moving first and foremost for our love, but there has to be other driving factors, other reasons to go because once there, Si will have to work and I’ll be on my own day in and day out until I, too am allowed to work. (It’s a fiance visa thing.) For me, those other reasons and other driving factors involve living my life to the fullest, exploring more of who I am, and knowing that life is full of endless, beautiful possibilities.
If you’re going to move somewhere unfamiliar to you, you need to know who you are or at least have some sense of how you do on your own. You’ll hear me say this a lot, that I’m a ‘bloom where you’re planted’ type of person because it’s true, I find ways to adapt, grow, and enjoy the world around me no matter where I am. If I wasn’t that type of person, I’d be a bit more hesitant and a lot more worried about moving 4,000 miles away.
What an adventure!
It really means a lot to me when people ask about and show interest in this, our incredible journey together. One of the most common reactions I receive is, ‘Wow what an adventure, you’re moving for love, to England!’ It makes me smile every time and not only because of their enthusiasm, but also because I know it’s for so much more than that. Of course I’m moving for love but I’m also moving for that little thing called life; I’m a 35 year old woman (yeah, I said it) who knows she was never meant to stay in Minnesota for the rest of her days. Ask anyone who knows me, they’ll tell you the same and I’ve known this for many, many years. Though if I’m being honest, I always thought I’d find myself in Colorado (as it has always been my dream) before I’d find myself in another country.
I’ve lived in this same home for four years now and the only other place I’ve spent more time is when I was growing up and living with my parents. I like comfort and familiarity. I like dependable and safe. I enjoy the warm cozy blanket that my comfort zone has provided to me all these years. Thing is, I know within me there is an undeniable hunger for more than all of the familiarity and dependability in the world, I know within me there is a desire for more. I know this because I wake up each morning with great love in my heart and a desire to be uncomfortable; a desire to live life not just to love another, but also to love myself. And I am not able to fully love myself until I push beyond the confines of my comfort zone and into the vastness of life’s infinite possibilities.
What’s that they say? “If it doesn’t scare you, it’s not worth doing.”