Two Levels of Hard

Perhaps you can relate...you build a life around a structure you call home.  It is filled with people you call family. You live in a community you know and are a part of.  And then you leave.  

As you sell or otherwise dispose of most of your earthly possessions, you ask yourself -- is this really happening?  Your vision of a new dream has brought you to this point.  And now it is done.  The sacrifice has probably been great.  So many 'things' that once seemed important, gone.  This is hard.

Then you ponder your parents, children, grandchildren, friends...those who have meant so much to you.  As the time comes near you realize a vast dimension in your life is about to change.  Oh, you recall all the times through the years that you have been apart, living is different parts of the country, moving away as young children or adults in much the same way.  But now it is different.  Circumstances have changed.  The sense of loss is real.  This is REALLY hard.

How can this all have come about? Some people understand.  Most do not.  My motorcycle friends and I had that understanding; either you get it or you don't.  The freedom.  The anticipation.  It seems I have always had an explorers heart, a yearning to experience diversity in life. I am asked 'are you sure about this?'  YES!  And so saying good bye to what you had and those you love, WHILE HARD, is essential.

The journey must begin.