Here or Somewhere Else

I am happy where I am now. I mean, the place and home where I live. I have friends and neighbors around this area who are so much part of our life, that it will be hard to live without them.

But I also wonder - is this where I am going to be for the rest of my life? I would like to say No. I would like to believe that life has so much more in store for me and my family. The mystery of it enchants me!

Life plays wonderful games (sometimes, yucky - I don't want that!) and you never know, where you will end up!

As much as I am used to where I am, I also dream of a place where I will be tomorrow - a totally new place, settling with my family and figuring out things around the new home. It could be close to where I live now, or it could be in a totally different place. I know I would enjoy driving around (B drives, I talk :-) ) finding connections between different small roads and guessing where the roads will lead to. New schools for kids. New work places.

The only risk I run here is ending up in a place where I don't have anyone to depend on/hold on. What is the guarantee that I will find folks as nice as I already know? How bold should one be to let go of all he has and move to a new place and start over - unless forced to?

I have that fear and hope towards a change too. I would love to look forward to a future with totally new experiences.

What do you feel? Can you think of moving from where you are now? Or not?

P.S. Thought process inspired by a girl friend B.

Present and Future

Quick synopsis on my life.

B is back from Kuwait. One week flew by since he came back. Cant tell in words how much of a relief it is resigning from the single mom role. Best part is not having to worry about putting the trash can out and getting Nithin brushed.

Last Monday, B's bro's sedation was stopped and he opened his eyes and saw parents. Thank God. Progress is slow but steady. We get worried now and then, but today's news is that he asked for B. So I am thrilled he is asking questions and communicating. Keep praying!

Overcame the Sunday evening blues and Monday morning 'dark-blues' and we are on to the next week of our lives. As I got N & N ready and raced in the car to drop off at respective places, I wondered. OK. So far so good. On schedule. Dropped 1 and dropped 2 and hope their days are enjoyable. Reached work and got sucked into the rhythm.

But what about the long run? Each day is a tiny step towards future. Am I really moving my life in the direction that I would love to end up? What if, after some years, that drift by day after day, I realize that this is not where I wanted to be? Scary!