I’ve loads of conversations on the soda fountain at this time.
It not at all ceases to amaze me what variety of random of us have ties to our obscure little metropolis.
They share their tales and I nod in recognition after they level out native names or landmarks.
Wyoming is type of a big small metropolis.
I can’t help nevertheless uncover a recurring theme throughout the tales of those with ties to our group.
They usually start with phrases like:
Years previously, as soon as I lived proper right here…
It was as soon as this way…
Sooner than I left…
And when that happens, I can’t help nevertheless actually really feel a contact of melancholy.
Because of whereas I profit from the tales of those who as quickly as lived proper right here, they don’t switch me similar to the tales of those that stayed.
Sure, life happens. I perceive not all people can hold of their homeland. Circumstances change, options title, and different individuals switch on. I get it.
Nevertheless I’ve an abiding admiration for a lot of who’ve dug in.
And I just like the tales of the Stayers better than one thing.
The individuals who discover themselves tied to the earlier nevertheless keep firmly planted throughout the present.
The individuals who discover themselves nonetheless proper right here, doing the work, investing of their communities, and establishing the long term.
That’s one factor specific.
In in the meanwhile’s transient world, shifting is simple. The choice to tug up roots and head to the next enormous issue could also be seductive. Don’t get me fallacious– there’s a time and place for that.
Nevertheless there are completely different events the place the reply is “Dig. Cultivate. Commit. Stick spherical for the prolonged haul.”
How are you conscious which is the right one for you?
I can’t inform you that. Nevertheless you’ll know when the time comes– as long as you’re taking heed to your gut.
I suppose that’s a topic for an extra e-mail…
Nevertheless for in the meanwhile. I rejoice the Stayers:
Those that’ve devoted to their unconventional communities in opposition to all odds.
Those that refused to be seduced by greener grass, brighter lights, and the promise of a greater life.
Those that clung to their land and legacy, whatever the wind, blizzards, and barrenness of this treeless prairie.
Those that strong visions and produce them to life.
Those that DO instead of talk about.
Those that willingly shoulder responsbility.
Those that’ve rejected the ensures of a greater life and chosen the extra sturdy path on purpose.
Those that’ve found purchase on this ocean of grass and decided it wasn’t greener elsewhere.
You’re my people. Thanks for being proper right here.
Persevering with to Dig In,
-Jill
