Finding myself here on the edge of Europe, with everything I own in a couple of suitcases, has compelled me to do some soul searching.
Leaving home, some for the first time in our lives, we never fully realise the weight and monumental importance of the step we are about to make. High on the euphoria of all the new experiences that lie before us, we cannot yet truly appreciate what we are leaving behind as we take that first leap from the nest. Perhaps that is just as well, it certainly makes deciding to jump a little bit easier. As we settle in, wherever it is that we have flown off to and the days begin to take the shape of a routine, we begin to look back at where we have come from and realise just how far we have flown. Leaving home is not only leaving behind a place, a house and people that you love, it is packing your life into a suitcase, stepping out into the world and never knowing what you may find. To some this might seem scary, when in fact not knowing is actually the best part, after all life is not about finding yourself, it’s about creating yourself.
“It’s a dangerous business, Frodo, going out of your door, you step into the road, and if you don’t keep your feet, there is no knowing where you might be swept off to. ” – Bilbo Baggins
