Sunday Soundtrack: Home

"Home" = Condon, Oregon

Good news! I've managed to give the Blahs the slip. Now that I'm no longer curled in the fetal position, I'm spending my Sunday searching for my new 'home' across the pond and taking care of other logistical things for the move.

While I'm eager to get this shindig started, I'm also fully aware I'm about to hurtle myself into the unknown. That makes me uneasy and, if I'm being honest, a little sick to my stomach.

Those of you who've been following along know this isn't the first time I've shoved my life into two bulging suitcases and set out into the unknown on my own. At the tender age of 21, I uprooted myself and landed in Washington, DC with no job, no home, no friends or family. I brought just two suitcases and all the courage I could carry on the plane.  

It was the most important thing I've ever done for myself because it made the unknown a familiar place. That doesn't mean it's not still big and scary and incredibly lonely sometimes. I've seen firsthand how it tests and terrifies, but I also know that facing it is the path to a better, stronger, braver version of myself. 

Still, it's never easy leaving the familiar of home. I haven't left yet, and, already, I kind of miss it. So today's Sunday Soundtrack pays homage to 'home.'     

 

{Images via Condon Chamber of Commerce}