Why?

 

This is the hardest question.  The simplest answer is ‘why not’, but that’s not really fair is it?

I have, somehow, always thought that I would travel or live somewhere else in the world.  I have moved away from my home town, attended school, landed a decent job and met Jason.  I’ve done a little traveling but have never managed to overcome whatever is necessary to take a big leap.

Jason, although a little more nomadic than me, has followed a similar path…leaving home, going to university, doing a little travel, moving across the country, meeting me, going to university (again), and landing a good job.  

And then we just kind of ‘settled in’.  Don’t get me wrong, it’s nice.  We have a fabulous life - good jobs, beautiful home, great friends, amazing mountain biking and other outdoor activities - we’re very happy.  But we’ve always said that we should take advantage of not having children.  Were we making the most of the opportunity?

We have talked on and off over the years about traveling and/or moving away somewhere.  For a time, I hung my hat on the idea that when Jason was finished school he would apply to various international companies and would get a job overseas - then the decisions would be made for us and the dream would be realized.  Did I really think it would be that easy?

This past year I turned 40, Jason’s turn is in November.  A classic time to reflect and realize where we’ve been and where we want to go.  We’ve talked long enough…it’s time to realize that these things are not going to come to us, we have to make them happen.  It’s time to step up and make the opportunity happen instead of waiting for it to happen.