I moved from Colombia, my home country, to Boston almost one year ago. I bought a one-way ticket and told my family and friends I didn’t know when I would be back. People called me crazy. My friends didn’t understand that not knowing when I’d come back didn’t mean I didn’t like them, but that it was something I felt I needed to do. Even the people I met in Boston would ask me why I would move from such a nice, tropical weather to this crazy cold city (at least in the winter). “Why so far away from home?” “Why settle down in Boston?”
Again, my answer was simple. My soul craves change. And Boston to my surprise has come to be one of the most magical places I’ve been to. While, Colombia will always be my home, this decision remains one of the best moves I’ve ever made.
People tell me I’m crazy when I say I like to move every couple years. “Don’t you want to have a home?” or “Don’t you want to settle down?” is what I hear the most. And my answer is simple. I make a home wherever I go. Sure, you can say I’m not “settled” in the common definition of the word, but I’m just not that type of person.
The truth is, I like to live in places I can call home and meet people that I can call family. I leave my heart wherever I go and that makes the world my home. You can say I have a bad case of Wanderlust. There is nothing like falling for a new place when everything is rose colored and hearts and I’m just genuinely happy. But a couple years in, the itch starts to set in again. That itch that calls me to explore other parts of the world, to live in a new place, and truly experience a new culture.
I’d moved to other places before, having lived in Paris and Brazil, but I’d always had a fixed return date. In hindsight, having that return date always in mind limited the experiences I truly desired. If anything went wrong, I would revert back to the fact that I was going back home in a few months anyway. It wasn’t until I moved here, without a return date stamped on my ticket that I tasted what freedom really was.
I don’t know what my life will be like in a year or three, and that excites me. I’ve always felt the need for change and have decided that, for me at least, that change is good. It makes me appreciate life more and live everything I need to live. I’ve set some roots here and have loved every minute of living in Boston.
So the next time you want to make such a big move, here are my tips to you:
- Don’t let people tell you you’re crazy (well they can, but it doesn’t mean you need to believe them)
- Never limit yourself
- Don’t go where people tell you to, go where your heart calls
- Don’t fear change, especially if you crave it
- Last but not least, don’t fear not wanting to settle
I’m not saying I don’t want to settle down, I just haven’t found the place to do it yet. Maybe Boston will be that place. Or maybe it’s somewhere else. Who knows what the future will bring. But, that’s what makes it all the more of an adventures worth living.