Wednesday, 24 August 2011
A change is gonna come...
First sleepless, and now teary nights. Something must be amiss. And indeed it is. In less than two weeks time I will be leaving Shepherd's Bush.
I will be flying the Bush to live temporarily with NewMan in N1. I say temporarily not because I have already scheduled a U-Turn change of heart and triumphant return to the Bush, but rather because we will then both be flying the nest completely. We are leaving the UK to embark on some travels around Asia before heading "home", well for NewMan, to Australia where I will have a long overdue (first) meeting with NewMan's Mum before more travelling around Oz and New Zealand where I will meet more of NewMan's friends and family, and I will be reunited with some of my own Pom friends who have taken the brave step of moving over there.
This is not a step that we will be taking, at least I don't think so. It is tempting just so that I can keep being "Bird in the Bush", although it will be a very, very different Bush. Where we'll end up after our travels, I actually don't know; we have many ideas ranging from the bizarre ("Let's build a raft and find our own island!") to the ridiculous ("Are there hotels in space yet?") so we're just going to wait and see. I'm of course aware that we may also end up apart at the end of it, but having over analysed this for some time I have come to the conclusion that it's a risk worth taking.
If you don't mind I will keep my other reasons for the change, the move and the travels personal, but needless to say this was not a decision I took lightly and indeed it has broken my heart a little bit. (Here come the tears... and breathe.)
For over four and a half years Shepherd's Bush has been my home, my entertainment, my despair, my joy, my source of new friends, inspiration and love. It has also been the backdrop to many a treasured moment with friends, old and new, the backdrop to great dates and less great heartshakes and in many ways it's been the backdrop to falling in love with NewMan; who now ironically is one of the reasons I am leaving. Most importantly Shepherd's Bush gave me this blog, which has become such a wonderful part of my life.
I don't leave the Bush for another few weeks and so I will keep blogging until I'm dragged away kicking and screaming. I'm then not sure what will happen to it. As a heroine of mine once said, "I'll think about that tomorrow".
I will also try to grow my other blog "As the Bird flies" (the irony of the name I came up with many months ago now stings a bit) with the photos and stories of my travel adventures and I would be so happy if some of you checked in with it now and again, even if just to keep me updated on what's going on in Shepherd's Bush.
Having had an emotional week moving most of my belongings to local W12 charity shops/NewMan's place/my parent's loft and sharing the news with my employer and friends, I am now heading off on holiday for a week. I have arranged some more lovely guest posts to keep you entertained while I'm in the south of France with NewMan relaxing and spend some QT with one of my best friends Robin who flew the nest many years ago and hasn't looked back since.
Hmm. But what if I want to look back? And what if I want to come back? Because I do already.
Bird in the Bush x