Finding my place

When I say “finding my place” I don’t mean something deep and profound like finding my place in this world or at work, life, mothering, etc. That’s not what this post is about.

It’s far more superficial than that.

I mean finding that (physical) place where I can’t stop going back to. The place where I feel most at home (besides my actual hometown). The place where I can unwind, unplug and just BE.

I watch way too many HGTV shows that feature the Caribbean, Bahamas, International House Hunters and beach life that makes me weirdly jealous of the folks who’ve found “their spot.” The place they keep coming back to as often as they can. So much so that they want to live there – whether it be part time or full time. They want to carve out a life for themselves in THEIR paradise – whether that be white sand beaches or an apartment with a view of the Eiffel Tower.

They work hard their entire lives just to be able to achieve this dream. And I applaud everything they’ve done to get them to the place where they can make it a reality.

So, where is my spot? (#firstworldproblems amiright?)

I have traveled all over this great world. Throughout Europe, the States, Asia, some of the Caribbean. If you were to ask me where my favorite place is my answer is usually this: “In the States, Cape May or Sanibel Island. Abroad it would be London.”

But could I live there full time? Probably not. Cape May is great in the summer. Sanibel is great anytime that’s NOT summer. London is expensive and a major metropolis. I wouldn’t consider it relaxing.

Do I want to live out my days in this one place or be able to roam around the world? Spend a month in Thailand. A month in St. John. The possibilities are endless.

I suppose I’ll just have to keep searching…

 

Tell me, where is your place?

Comment below. I would love to hear it!

 

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