Adventures can be lonely.
After the thrill of a new adventure has settled in a bit and life begins to continue as normal, there can be bits of lonely mixed in that are surprising. They’re surprising because lonely bits aren’t supposed to be a part of a grand adventure, right?
Seven months ago, Andy and I set out on the biggest, grandest adventure of our young lives.
Two twenty-five year old newly(ish) weds and a puppy packed up everything they owned and left everything they knew and everyone they loved scattered across the eastern side of the country to head as far west as they could go before falling into the ocean.
We moved to California 7 months ago. It’s our grand adventure. But, now that the thrill has worn off and the boxes are unpacked. Now that we have found our way around and are settling into our routine, these surprising little lonely bits are starting to show up.
Everything has its place in our apartment. We have our routine. We have each other. We have direction and we are happy. But, the one thing we do not have are our people.
Don’t get me wrong. There are people in California. Lots of really nice, wonderful people and I love a lot of them. But, people are irreplaceable and we left a lot of irreplaceable people on the other side of the country and it’s hard.
Even though we have friends here and a routine and we have direction and we know we are where we are supposed to be, these little lonely bits keep peeping up here and there. Little reminders about the people and relationships we are missing out on by being so far away from our family and old friends. The comfortable friends that already know you and you don’t have to explain yourself to. Your family that loves you unconditionally and has been the support that has given you the confidence to spread your wings to go on the grand adventure.
The lonely bits make the adventure hard. It’s still fun. It’s just hard.
Or maybe just harder than I thought it would be.
Fortunately, there are many days ahead of us and people to meet and relationships to nurture here in California. I just need to start realizing that just because I’m far away from so many people I love, it doesn’t mean that I don’t carry a piece of them with me everywhere I go.
I love each one of you.