September is here
It's that time of year again, the cool breezes, colors, sweaters at night and keeping all that we have sewn for the year. I love fall, it was always my favorite season. To me fall is a time of new beginnings, of hope and of sending wishes out into the universe. It is a time of renewal and preparation for the coming year.
This fall will be extremely significant for me since this will be the fall that I am moving across the country. Something that I have wanted now is finally here. To be completely honest this transformation has been the scariest for me. Leaving everything I know and fully embracing the adventure that lies in front of me.
It's been so long since I've been impulsive, flying by the seat of my pants, arms in the wind, that it's slightly terrifying and all together liberating. I kept asking for adventure and now it's time to finally seize the moment.
Making transitions are never easy, and as much as people tell you things work out your anxiety builds and it can be quite overwhelming. And all the while your preparing yourself for the big move you also have to say goodbye to the world you've always known.
I have been in Georgia long enough to call home. Something I was never willing to admit until this year. You see, I was born in Miami and somewhat grew up along it's beautiful landscapes. When I was around ten yrs old we moved up to a farm in the middle of nowhere. We were miles from any town and your nearest neighbor is a drive.
At first I was reluctant to say that I was from Georgia. I never wanted to be associated with the state other than the farm I grew up on. When people would ask me where I was from, I would always follow with... "I was born and mostly raised in Miami and somewhat grew up in Georgia." Seriously wtf is that?
But something changed that when I decided to move away from here. While I never truly felt as if I belonged here I still will always have a love for this place. Atlanta has become my home, the people here have made it that way for me.
In my years here I have met some of the most amazing people and had some of the most amazing adventures with them. I will forever keep those memories in my heart. It is these people that I have stayed in this city for. They make the city for me. This is why I will always return, why I will call Atlanta my home and Georgia where I'm from.
I have been so scared to leave this place, I am still very nervous about this move. But I know deep down it is the move I need. It is the transformational trip that will ignite my gypsy spirt I feel has been buried. Life gets messy right? Well here I go, diving right into the mess. Creating change and starting fires where I can. I know that I am leaving with nothing but glitter and love behind me.
I know that no matter where my heart takes me I am following it and the outcome will bring more happiness than one ever thought. But to get there we all must have to go through some pain and loss.
As sad as I am to leave my home, I am extremely hopeful for my future out west. I feel as if I have drive to discover something new about myself. I want to know I can do this, that I can up root my whole life and start a new chapter somewhere new. Three weeks left here and I want to leave with nothing more than good vibes and love behind.
I will forever miss the home and tribe I have created here. I will miss the good and the bad. As hard as that is to believe, but it's true. I will miss you Georgia, and all that you hold within you.