Staying

A delightful Saturday morning in my small little part of the world.
Yesterday it came to my attention that once again I have one foot out the door.  Not on my marriage, not on my family, but rather on this place in this country that I choose to live.  I love it here.  I want  to be here.  Why does my mind default to leaving always?  Digging deeper - why do I feel like an outsider in a part of the world I have lived for 13 years and never felt like an outsider in before?  Did I talk this much about moving when I lived in the neighboring city?  I know that every time I've gone home or to my college town to visit, I have left with a feeling of wanting to be there. Needing to be there - but why?  At this point, isn't there more I would miss from here?  Is my constant wanting to leave depression? selfish? attention seeking?  If this is where I want to be, then why is it so hard for me to just get on board?

My next big adventure seems like a simple one.  It doesn't involve moving or traveling, but rather switching jobs for the fourth time since we've been back from Northern Ireland (5 years this summer).  The difference is that I am taking a job I didn't need or necessarily want from the beginning.  I am taking a job that courted me and then made me fall in love with it.  It wasn't until I accepted the job that I suddenly realized how discontent I have been as a teacher in the town I live and love in.  How do people do that?  I'm still not sure.  So now I am counting down the days and dreaming of the moment when I will no longer be their teacher - when I can be a mother who is raising sons with progressive minds in this conservative little town that I adore despite myself.  When I can be an activist in this revolution that loves her neighbors hard. When I can go back to being myself in full view.

I chose to live here.  It is my husband's hometown and he was resistant.  He didn't necessarily want to come back here, although he didn't put up the fight I expected when I proposed it.  When I rise above the everyday and look at the overall substance of our lives, this is exactly what I pictured.  This is exactly what I wanted.  This is homebase.  This is our postal address, but also our home. Why is there a part of me that feels disloyal saying all that?  What part of myself can't let go of leaving?  Isn't choosing to stay in and of itself an adventure?

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