Unlocking the front door to our new family home almost 3 years ago to today was met with an even mix of excitement and apprehension. You see, we were also prising open an entry into a whole new world. We officially became “seachangers” – even if we only moved 1hr and 45 minutes up the freeway and still help many strong ties to the place we left behind. Our jobs, family and friends would see us make the trip back down the F3 frequently yet we still had a brand new life to build – and all far away from the people we loved most.
It is never an easy feat to up sticks and set up home where you know but one soul. And when you consider it then also equates to much more time spent apart as a family, with all the commuting to be done, it can soon equate to extreme loneliness. Sure, you have your very valid reasons for making such a monumental move (Sydney house prices for one, and our desire to raise a family away from the rat race another huge one…) but still, for all the romanticism that comes with the whole idyllic notion of seachanging, you have to be prepared that you may be in for a long haul before the happiness with feeling truly settled arrives at your doorstep.
And while it may have originally only been viewed by me as a “semi-seachange”, with both of us still holding on to many ties in the city, 3 years on and so much has blossomed. Sure, the husband has done more trips down and back the freeway than he has probably had hot showers in the same period of time but for me slowly doors opened for other opportunities. Having to leave my Nine family after 6 years was hard, especially considering the complete lack of job opportunities here on the Coast, but in its midst came the golden opportunity to try a few projects working from home that I’d never of had the chance to explore.