My friend and I recently moved away. I made the move first and shortly after, I used my HR background and match making skills to help my friend land an awesome opportunity.
There a lot of good things that come out of doing things alone. I don’t know why but it’s like the race of life suddenly took a different pace. For once, I was setting the pace. I was in control. I.don’t.know.what.that’s.like.
This weekend, we made a trip back home. I do this more often than he does, and this time coming home was a different experience. I didn’t rush to a party, or try to surprise someone at a bar. I went straight home and read my book – which I hate to admit is the part of my day I look forward to the most.
I know that having the opportunity to sit in a car with someone and just talk for hours, is time well spent. Those are important times. A lot of growth happens when you’re stuck somewhere with one person, especially when you can sit in silence and it’s not awkward or laugh the whole time and enjoy meaningful conversation. Whichever it is, it’s important.
I’m sure a lot of people love going home after being away for so long. It’s true, nothing beats a homemade meal or seeing your family. The feeling of driving into your neighborhood, is surreal. For me, it was a wave of happiness. A temporary state and this time in particular, was indescribable. It was a mix of being anxious, excited, and everything felt right. It’s not often that I think I’m doing the right thing or that I’m ever one hundred percent about anything but this time, I had a gut feeling – everything about home was right. Shit was just clear to me, that moment is still crystal clear in my mind. It was like hearing a song that you needed to hear all day after being indecisive and putting your iPod on shuffle. It’s getting something you’ve always wanted and the journey to get there made it that much better. So that’s what being right feels like.