My wife and I are on the verge of going south.
We own a home in Florida and our home up north is under contract to be sold. We have to be out in about two months. Then we can start a new chapter in our life together.
There was a point when I thought living where I currently reside was the final chapter in my life.
Some people probably think it should be. They think I should just be content to work the job I’ve been working for 27 years until I retire and then sit in my current house and wait for death. And maybe I felt that way about five years ago.
The problem was when I thought about it from the standpoint of this is it, this is as good as it gets, I became terribly depressed.
Was I to believe that because years ago I quit the pursuit of what I thought I was meant to do, that now I am too old to pursue anything new? Was I to believe that all I had left was to sit around and regret not pursuing my passions? Was I to believe that I busted my ass for all those years so I could just play out the string and feel secure that I will be able to sit in the same house for the next 20 maybe 30 years and wait to die?
No, life has phases. Some are short and some are long. Some are pleasant and some are painful, but most importantly you control the phases, they don’t control you.
My life is not going to be dictated by a phase, and I am not going to call this my final phase.
This is going to be another phase, another chapter in the story of the life of my wife and myself.
This is going to be the “us” phase because we earned it.
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