in a few months time, we’ll get a fresh start.
we’re choosing to leave a stable job with great benefits.
we’re choosing to say no to the chance to see the world, experience new things, live a grand adventure.
and we’re choosing to not live it.
we’re choosing to chase other dreams.
there’s a chance that there just might be, could be a year long opportunity for him in florida.
he’d get a decent start at a dream of his…
the part of me that’s lived in a foreign country for five years and endured deployments without the respite of a sleepover at grandmomma’s house wants to cling to family and hometown, alabama…
he could go.
we would stay.
we’d meet in the middle when we could.
and at the end of that year, we’d head off to chase the job that would come…
and then i caught my breath,
and i hinted at a smile…
this time we get to choose.
we get a say.
we have a choice.
[[this is just write.]]