I remember reading a quote from Brad Pitt where he said I always liked those moments of epiphany, when you have the next destination and I thought Ok Brad, I still can't forgive you for breaking up with Jen but you just totally nailed it. We’ve all had those moments haven’t we? You know the ones I’m talking about - that electric jolt of realisation, that travels up your spine and pushes its way into your mind and all of a sudden you see things so-freaking-differently? Who knows what causes them - those flashes of insight when you suddenly come to a realisation or an understanding that significantly changes you and the course of your life, but boy-oh-boy you are going to need to hold on because although they can appear like a lightening bolt - that doesn’t mean you are always going to be prepared for them.
There are a few of these moments that have been pretty significant for me - I knew I needed to go to Italy to begin to heal myself after a painful breakup; I knew after the man I had recently met sent me this one particular email that I was going to love him like crazy one day (and I luckily got to marry him last year); or on that day in July while we were walking the streets of New York my husband and I both felt that we had found our new home.
Fast forward six months and we’re in the final stages of planning for a potential move to New York -- our next destination. We’ve booked flights and accommodation so we can do interviews, neighbourhood stalking (watch out West Village!) and have a last check-in before we make the move 16,000km away from our family, friends and life as we know it here in Australia. It’s not an easy decision to make and I guess that’s mainly because we weren’t prepared for it hitting us as hard as it did. I think we believed that we were heading down a certain path here in Sydney and we’ve been a little blindsided by this intrinsic desire to now be on the other side of the world. Some days I come home to our lovely apartment and wonder how we’ll adapt to such a huge change at this stage in our lives (it was definitely easier moving to the UK when I was carefree, furniture free and 20) but it still doesn’t seem to deter me because the destination is ahead of us, I can see it waiting and some days, calling for us to hurry up and just come over already.
So here’s to those wonderful moments of discovering your next great love, your next exciting adventure -- your next destination, because you never know when it’s going to slam into your life -- and isn’t that just damn crazy exciting?