We recently went back to Hobart for a few days to sort out an issue with tenants – and to revel in that feeling that we’ve come ‘home’, if only briefly. We’ve wanted to make a move here for six years now, but we keep putting it off until ‘the time is right’.
There are moments in your life when you realise you just have to do this thing – plan it, work towards it or just take the leap. Because if you don’t, you’d better get used to living with regret.
And who wants to be 80-something and wishing you took the risk when you had the chance.
The ‘thing’ could be travel, a business venture, changing places or all of the above, like us.
The risk is clear for us – going to a city where we have no jobs (or, in my case, no clients), and missing our family and friends.
What I wish for, when we do take that leap, is that our children might not hesitate when faced with a choice in their future – that they’ll be less risk averse and more likely to follow their bliss.
Because sometimes you’ve got to look beyond all the rational reasons and enticing excuses, to the place you need to be and the stuff you need to do to feed your soul.
And here’s another thing… choice is a privilege, and being torn between living in a gorgeous coastal town in northern NSW or a fresh and fabulous city in Tasmania is a blessing, when so many have no choice and no place to call home.
a right time to leap…
there is only belief.
Here’s just some of the reasons we love Hobart and Tassie…