Moving from Colorado to Oregon three years ago has been one of the most enriching experiences of my life. I’ve loved the challenge of having to find a new grocery store, bank, dentist, doctor, post office, etc. Exploring all of the trails in the area and learning more about the surrounding wilderness has been exhilarating. And of course, trying out all of the local restaurants, coffee shops and wineries has been the best part.
It’s also been wonderful meeting new, likeminded people and making great friends. Especially at this stage in life when friends are harder to come by. I’ve enjoyed the adventure and have had to really put myself out there and leave my comfort zone in many ways. I’ve grown more into the person I’ve always wanted to be and I feel so at peace living in such an amazing place.
The interesting thing is that recently I’ve been feeling more homesick than I have over the past three years. I think I was sort of on a high from the excitement of a new place and that feeling is slowly wearing off as my daily life in Hood River feels more normal and even monotonous at times. So being the over thinker/over analyzer that I am, I ‘ve been really trying to understand these emotions.
Are we as humans meant to stay close to our roots where we were born and raised? Is the point of life to be close to family and nurture those relationships closely over a lifetime? I don’t know!
Both my parents and my husband’s parents have lived away from their immediate families most of their adult lives so that seems perfectly acceptable to me. But now as I’m experiencing it for myself I wonder if I’m missing the point of family, love, life and relationships. There is something to be said for familiarity but do you ever really grow if you don’t try something new? So many questions I can’t seem to find the right answer for.
Yet, I know that I’m really thriving being away from home and focusing on my growing family. We won’t be moving back to CO anytime soon because we love where we currently live so much and there’s still more to experience. I’d even like to try living in a few other States but I can’t help but ponder…does the heart yearn to be close to where it originated?
Tell me… do you live in your hometown or have you ventured? How does it feel? Comment below.