Daily Prompt: If You Leave


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Leaving on the night ferry

Daily Prompt: If You Leave

Life is a series of beginnings and endings. We leave one job to start another; we quit cities, countries, or continents for a fresh start; we leave lovers and begin new relationships. What was the last thing you contemplated leaving? What were the pros and cons? Have you made up your mind? What will you choose?

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I’ve done my fair share of leaving things over the years probably starting with leaving England to live in Australia although that was mum’s idea not mine. I’ve moved house a few times, with the family too, no choice again. Later I was married and moved  into a flat with Hubby, from there  to our own  house and then away from South Australia to come to Tasmania.

I’ve left jobs too. At first that was hard. It seemed foolhardy to give up jobs, especially full-time ones, without knowing what the future would bring. I’m not really that sort of person. I like security and certainty but as I’ve got older it seems to have become easier to walk away from things that I don’t want to do anymore. I suppose I’ve been lucky because although I wouldn’t say that all of our decisions have been great financially we’ve always managed to get by.It seems like the less money we have the less I feel worried by not having it. As long as we have our home I feel safe.

I think that in the end I’ve usually chosen to follow my heart rather than my head when it comes to leaving. I chose not to stay in a full-time job that was giving me major stress. I was getting headaches and one day found myself searching for the exit to a department store I knew well and not being able to find it because I was on the second floor. I decided I needed to get away from an environment that was hurting me. I chose to leave another job, which I quite liked, to follow our dream to come to Tasmania and another because I was finding the work physically hard and was afraid I might end up with chronic back pain if I kept doing it. I could have stayed longer at all of those places but for me the pros of leaving outweighed the cons. The biggest con in moving here was leaving close family behind but we hoped that there would be visits, phone calls and of course social media to help us keep in touch. You can live in the same street as someone and not keep in touch with them if nobody makes the effort. The rest of the cons were basically all about money.

The last thing that I contemplated leaving was a group I belonged to that I no longer enjoyed being a part of. It was not a hard decision to make. I can walk away now from a place or people who make me unhappy and not feel guilty about it or care much if others think I was wrong to do it.

Taswegian1957

I was born in England in 1957 and lived there until our family came to Australia in 1966. I grew up in Adelaide, South Australia, where I met and married my husband David. We came together over a mutual love of trains. Both of us worked for the railways for many years, his job was with Australian National Railways, while I spent 12 years working for the STA, later TransAdelaide the Adelaide city transit system. After leaving that job I worked in hospitality until 2008. We moved to Tasmania in 2002 to live in the beautiful Huon Valley. In 2015 David became ill and passed away in October of that year. I currently co-write two blogs on WordPress.com with my sister Naomi. Our doll blog "Dolls, Dolls, Dolls", and "Our Other Blog" which is about everything else but with a focus on photographs and places in Tasmania. In November 2019 I began a new life in the house that Naomi and I intend to make our retirement home at Sisters Beach in Tasmania's northwest. My current housemates are Cindy, my 14-year-old Staffy-Lab X dog and Polly the world's most unsociable cat who is seven.

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