Have you ever wondered where you are meant to be?
Have you ever given thought to where you should be?
Look at the pattern of your life some day. Look at the places you have struggled and the places you have prospered – not because of what you did, but just because of what happened in those places. Some places feel like you are meant to be there, and others feel like that one odd outfit that you were given one year that just itched in all the bad ways.
I’ve always yearned to travel, but haven’t been much of a world explorer. For one, I’m just not that well off – never have been, and probably never will be, BUT…….I am surviving. I’m not living on the street. I’m not going hungry. Am I wealthy? Hardly – at least in any financial sense. I am rich in other ways though – other, less-tangible ways.
I thought being in Denver was the best place for me, and for a time, I learned a lot of new things, made new friends, and saw new experiences, but we always struggled to get ahead there – never really got a comfortable foothold in the city.
We tried California, and while very very beautiful, it was impossible to get a toe-hold as far as starting a real life there goes. It was incredibly beautiful though, and I met some really cool people there.
After returning back to my home area back north, it seemed like things got easier. Life became more manageable, and efforts seemed to have borne more fruit. I guess I may not ever live in a huge metro area, but all things considered……it could be a lot worse.