Home Sweet Tranquility
As i lay in bed hearing the drops of rain gallop on the roof of my house. I think to myself. How did i get here? What was i thinking?
A few weeks ago Andrew (my partner in life) and I made the abrupt decision to move into this little quaint town, NJ. Abrupt though may be the wrong word to use here, as Andrew had found this gem a little over a year ago. I should also include the countless tantrums I threw about moving into this town but the credit is all him. One day while sitting in my aunt’s living room, he shows me a photo of a cabin on craigslist, the cheap price of the rent and the proximity to the lake, how quickly i fell in love. With a fantasy of course, but it was love at first sight. That same week we took a drive out to the sticks, and fell in love again. The drive out there was so majestic, it was far as heck but totally worth the views. After we left I must have messaged them every day that week, so I cannot tell you if my persistence got us the place or that we actually deserved it. But we got it, then had to wait two months for it to be renovated. It was torture yet also the right way to take the time we needed to ensure this was the right move.
If you didn’t know us before, then you wouldn’t know how we had tried this twice before. Once in California, second in an apartment in NJ with his younger brother. California was an escape to our wild lifestyle. We were doing soooo many extracurricular activities I feared if we didn’t get out we would just get stuck in the groove of it all. I had given Andrew a list of states to where he should apply for work and the first response he got would be our new home. Now let me include a side note, by saying that this was all my dream, it was my dream to leave home, it was my dream to live in the sun, it has always been my thing to be spontaneous. I never asked him his dream. Actually his dream was to move to Florida, and I exed that right out of the equation. Florida I’m sorry but you’re too humid! So when we get to California, I poured my entire self into it forgetting that I came with someone else, that I was to live this life with him. Instead I lived that life for myself. Hotel California exists, but it is almost always a party of 1. Safe to say the relationship crumbled and we parted ways. Normal relationships should have ended there especially the way we ended it. Not us, we never give up on each other.
Here’s for third or fourth chances. After California, we both moved back to the east coast. Him sooner than me. Honestly, i never really made the decision to move back it just kind of happened. It was the real reason it didn’t work out the second time we moved in together. There was no way I was leaving “perfect weather everyday” California for New Jersey. I always had my mind in the sky. As for Andrew he always had his mind on us. So we sought the answer to all of life’s problems. Compromise. He gave me the sky and I gave him my commitment. Where we are now, it’s perfect. It had no choice but to be. It had to be what we expected, wanted and needed. This place is. It is far enough and hidden which is something I always crave, there’s a working fireplace which my pyromaniac appreciates and it’s right by the lake which completes my island and his sailor ancestry. It is a dream come true. If it wasn’t for the many trials and errors we may have never found the path to our front door.
Love more, Peace more and Roar more.
Your Wild Spirit Guide,