This is my current home. I have been fortunate to call four different places my home, I say fortunate because they were my personal choices to broaden my horizons. Some people have to move out of necessity, which isn’t as enjoyable but I am sure helps with personal development in different ways. I was reading this blog post by Alexandra Kirsch as was typing these words on the theme of ‘home’. Home means something else to everyone.
Some people hate the idea of making that move and changing postcode. For me, I need to. I need to have that ever changing perspective and complete change in daily habits. It isn’t easy, however neither is working out. If it was easy everyone would do it and make such an experience less unique. What helped with my motivation to travel was my birthplace, my parents moved to a very small village at the top of a hill just before I was born to be closer to my mothers parents. They lived about 40 minutes away from this house, moving down from Edinburgh for work. The village we moved to was a very close knit community, one of those villages where families have resided for generations. Almost all of my friends growing up had family there and had done for some time. I guess everywhere is like this to an extent, however when I ventured a little further out of the village walls and met people from the same village, they would always ask my family name. I told them it is a family that has only lived there since 1989. It was certainly a conversation killer, I wouldn’t register on the map they tried to find me on via a surname.
I feel this factor was one that didn’t keep me in that village. I never felt like I was settled there and did not find it that difficult to go on travels. My parents and sister felt the same. Although it was home it didn’t feel like home. That said some of my friends still live there and would be surprised if they left. To them it is home.
I have found much, much more opportunity leaving that hometown than I did living there. I got homesick on my first adventure, leaving family and friends was more of an ordeal than leaving the village. But like the struggle of pushups at 6am, benefits are seen as a result. I’ve met people that I wouldn’t have had I stayed. Tried foods I have never heard of and befriended motivational people that have helped me see my own potential.
This is my fourth hometown in three continents, one that I am really enjoying so far.