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The story of how my normal came to a sudden halt & everything that I knew changed.
Around 18 months ago, I had just returned from a Guinness filled van trip around Ireland's #wildatlanticway A road trip to the Republic of Ireland had been on our list of things to do for almost four years and we'd finally done it. It is not so relevant why it was such an achievement to finally visit Ireland but the moment that I first saw the beautiful sights of the Irish countryside, I felt an unexpected feeling of abundance. It oddly felt like home, like I'd been there before.
The trip did not disappoint. Inspired and converted to the Irish culture it was then time to crash back down to reality. I returned to my rented house share with one of my closest friends in Gloucester. A beautiful cottage with a house name and everything! However, upon our return we received the news that we needed to find a new place to live as my housemate planned to move onto her next chapter. So, now faced with the choice of a vacant almost derelict family farmhouse in Ireland and the opportunity to finally get on the property ladder in a city that was my anchor for so many reasons, what does one do? Well, one looks for signs from the universe to know which option to go for right?
"Pay attention to the signs. Stop making excuses for people. Stop defending their inconsiderate ways. Start taking care of you and your needs."
The lesson I have come to learn from looking for signs in life is that they are entirely subjective. When you believe that someone is being inconsiderate, look again, take a moment and question whether you are the person that needs to review your attitude and behaviour.
And so...
I went for the sign pointing directly towards the 2 bedroom mid-terrace house in Gloucester. Despite the hassle and stress that comes with buying your first home, all was pretty straightforward. I went through the legalities and by February 2020 I had the keys to my first ever home. One I could paint whatever colour I wanted and clutter with as many hanging pictures as I desired. BUT where is the contentment in building a new home without those oh so familiar foundations that have made you you for several years?
Cue my catalyst.
A new house. One that I was extremely happy with. A forever home for my two gorgeous cocker spaniels. But, without my foundations.
Shock to the system
For several years I had been sharing a life that I believed would somehow last forever. That I'd never be in that position where you have to build new foundations again. Life does that though doesn't it? It rocks our foundations.
"Everything happens for a reason. That reason causes change. Sometimes it hurts. Sometimes it's hard. But in the end, it's all for the best."
So, 18 months on. I've been through the changes, the hurt, the harshness of reality but I now believe that I needed this. Since my return from Ireland back in August 2019, every moment has been a much needed plot point in my story. I continue to hold dreams and hopes that may or may not be dampened by the reality of life but I know for certain that I now have the strength to face it alone. Alone does not mean lonely and it definitely doesn't inflict unhappiness, if anything, it brings strength and abundance in our own existence and once you've reached that point, you can tackle almost anything that life throws your way with or without old foundations. After all, new foundations are often a better fit anyway.
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