I live in the county where I was born and raised. I went to college then came back home to work and start my family. And I am so extraordinarily blessed that this was a possibility for me.
|my favorite picture from our wedding, in front of my hometown water tower|
The back country roads that I once wanted to trade for bright lights and interstates are now my "get away" place. If gas were cheaper, I'd ride them until I couldn't, with my windows down and cherish that some times mine is the only car traveling down them.
And the answer to that last question is "yes". Of course I'd love to chase an amazing job in a big city where I'd get paid more for what I do and meet exciting people. I'd die to be able to eat in restaurants that aren't chains and eat foods I've never heard of.
But in the same breath... I don't think I'd want to go.
Don't get me wrong, I admire those who are brave enough to venture out there and I also understand that some times you just can't remain in your home town, that the jobs you want/need are in other places.
But I am excited that I get to raise my son, and maybe another son or daughter one day, in the shadows of those pine trees that I was raised under and I am so blessed that I met an amazing man who shares the same desire. And I am even more blessed that we both have jobs that have opportunities here in our home town.
Those big cities can't offer me the love and loyalty I have for my little, middle of nowhere town.