Finally home

Not too many adventurous people I know stay in one spot for too long. I've always considered myself adventurous but it always baffled me how I could be born in one place and remain there for 32 years (my entire life). Even though I've lived in the same area my whole life, I did make sure I had variety by changing high schools 3 times (just because I wanted a new scene and new people), and I sure had my fair share of adventure during my drug days.

As long as I can remember I've always loved change. I experimented with different crowds in Jr High and High School: skater, gangster, preppy, hippie, druggie. In my 20's I went from druggie to straight and narrow Christian. I attended church for 9 years and was married for 5 of those years. After my marriage ended I found my inner hippie again and started dreaming of the gypsy life- never settling, just going from one grand adventure to the next. I've lived in the city, the country, the suburbs and now on an island. But even with all this "change", I've lived in Western Washington my ENTIRE life.

In the last 2 years I've had dreams of moving to Maui, or traveling the country in an RV OR moving to Whidbey Island. I love dreaming, but I HATE not acting on my dreams. It was starting to wear on me, only dreaming and not acting. And more than that, being in the same environment day in and day out was starting to kill my soul.

In the last 2 years, I have gone through one of the biggest inner transformations I have ever been through, and I've been through a couple. As I have been changing so has my idea of where I want to call home. All I've been able to think about it being somewhere beautiful, in nature, surrounded by like minded people, who just want a simple hippie life. Needless to say, my tolerance of the suburbs and people in it was getting very small. I would watch everyone, in their nice cars, sitting in traffic to get to jobs they hate, crowding the malls, buying things they didn't need, waiting in god-forsaken lines to get their Starbucks and caring too much about keeping up with the unhappy person next to them.

All I could think was, "This is NOT my home. These are NOT my people. This is NOT where I belong."

I was unhappy every day with my environment, with this lifestyle. I was ESTATIC at the idea of moving to an island with nature everywhere and like minded people.

When my moving day came, I was scared, but so excited. I knew I was going home. And now that I am here, I TRULY feel home. I feel happy, I feel like I can breathe!

I really believe that if someone is miserable in their environment, whether at a job or their house or where they live or whatever it is, they need to change it!! Why spend our lives miserable? For money? For security? What is worth being that miserable for? Your family? Let me tell you that your family is not benefitting from you being miserable every day.

Change is NEVER impossible. Most people feel stuck, like they can't escape their current situation. Well let me tell you that you CAN. I've learned that I am never stuck. I've freed myself from things that seem impossible to most people, but I've done it, and I know you can too.

Find your home, find your happiness, no matter what it takes, DO IT!!!