I was standing at a life-changing crossroad.
Should I live in the cold north or
The familiar south or
The place of my dreams, the west?
Should I make this decision based on a man that I love
Who I am not sure really loves me?
I made the decision to move
Thanks to my heroine.
She sat me down and made me look objectively at all my choices.
I had spent four years in the cold, cold snow.
Done with that.
I wanted to experience a different environment so the south was out.
My dreams lay in the sun reflecting off the Pacific.
But what about him?
She said
“If he loves you, he will come and get you.
Do you really want to plan your life on His doubt?”
I moved to the west
Thanks to my heroine.
I moved west with no regrets
Thanks to my heroine.
My heroine was my other
ME.
At least on that day.