Archive | December, 2013


30 Dec

Home. What does it mean to you? The longer I’m away, the trickier that question becomes. My hometown has become a place I visit only twice a year. It’s where I spent the first two thirds of my life, where my entire family lives, and it will always hold a special place in my heart. I also consider Traverse City my home and I also miss the people and land immensely. But now, Williston is home.

My last trip to southern Michigan for the holiday was great. I love and miss my family so much. Several of my family members and friends asked when I’d be coming “home” for good. I didn’t have the heart to tell them that southern Michigan isn’t my home anymore. It’s transitioned from “home” to the place I grew up and the place where my family lives. A place where my past lives. A place I will be visiting and most likely, a place I will never live again.

Life is unpredictable and like one of my past bosses Tim Hinkley said to me when I asked him what the best piece of career advice he could give me was, “always check the ‘Willing to relocate’ box”. He urged us to open ourselves up to new opportunities and not to limit ourselves geographically. I’ve made the decision to never limit myself by geography. I will not live safely in my comfort zone and take the easy way out. I want an extraordinary life. I want to keep mixing it up and challenging myself. To live my life not by fear of the unknown and to follow the path of opportunity wherever it may lead me.

Even though I know I won’t be here forever, Williston is my home for now. This town is allowing me to pursue the opportunities I’ve always wanted in life. It’s allowed me to find love, to push the boundaries of myself, and it’s constantly showing me the stuff I am made of.  I can make a living here and set myself up for an amazing future. I fully intend to take advantage of all that this place has to offer me in the next few years but who knows where I will call home next.  Because I think it’s true what they say, home really is where the heart is and where the pieces of my heart have been left behind.