Big changes are about to happen in my life. It’s no secret. You already know from this post’s title that I’m moving to Hawaii. I’ll be on the island of Kauai, which I posted about last year.
It seems ironic that this would be happening to me. It wasn’t that long ago I wrote a post about the Eat Pray Love Survivor. Basically, this person makes huge sweeping changes after surviving cancer, such as leaving a life-sucking job and moving to a gorgeous island, resolving to enjoy and simplify life. No one wants to be the Exist Drudge Moan Survivor. And yet, it’s not reality for most of us who don’t have the resources to make major changes. Many do not want such changes anyhow. They’re happy just to have their old lives back, as they should be.
I never imagined I’d move to a tropical island, even if it was a fantasy. On one important level, it’s easier for me than most people. I don’t have any family in the SF Bay Area where I am now. While there’s much to appreciate here, I’m not attached to the area. With the burgeoning rents and housing market, I’ve always known I’d have to leave.
My son and his wife — and my grandson who will be born in August! — live on Kauai. I will have family — and my grandson who will be born in August! Can you tell I’m excited about being a grandmother?
Fatigue has been my constant companion since cancer treatment. It’s the reason I’ve been all but absent from my blog. Oh, I have my good and bad days, but it’s gotten worse in the last couple of years. I work full-time as a paralegal. Fortunately, I like and enjoy my co-workers because I have little energy over the weekend to engage with others. Often I’d fantasize about quitting the drudgery and moving to an island where I could get me back. It’s not that I lost me. It would actually simplify things if I could just lift the cushions or look behind the couch and discover myself. Oh, there you are, old friend! Come back inside and let’s get on with life.
It’s about quality of life vs. existing from day to day. One aspect of me that I don’t see in most people is that I love and embrace change. To me, change feels like an adventure into new places I haven’t been before. It’s inherent in my nature. While I may not experience the resistance to change that plagues many people, the downside is I haven’t had the strong roots that many people enjoy, and there are definite perks for staying rooted in one place whether it be a city, job, or relationships.
A friend of mine from L.A. moved to Hawaii several years ago. When I visited last fall, she mentioned how people say how lucky she is to live in Hawaii. She said, “I’m not lucky. It was hard work.” I agree. It takes hard work and much planning to move to the island, even more so than within the mainland. There are things to consider that don’t come into play in other moves, but I do think there’s also an element of luck too, at least speaking for myself. There’s an opportunity that comes at a particular moment that calls for a decision. This is what happened to me.
The move date is April 15. The upcoming posts will elaborate on my journey from here to there and some of the practical ways I’m making it happen. Join me!