life tales

moving out

16 January, 2016

Growing up seems to come with an endless line of milestones from the time that we are born. First cry, first smile, first words, first step, first day of school, last day of school, getting your licence… and so it continues. Whilst especially clustered in our early years, our unique sequences tend to spread out as we grow, each with a myriad of different emotions; excitement, fear, relief, joy, pain.

Yesterday, I reached another one of those milestones in my life as I packed up all of my belongings into my little car and moved from the place where I grew up to the coast. 

Car packed On the road

It wasn’t until everything was stuffed into my little car and I sat down to write notes to my parents that two things hit me. 

  1. I have a LOT of stuff (I mean, seriously, how do I have so much stuff?)
  2. I was moving away from home. Which means adulting on my own (sort of… I am living with my aunty). 

I recently had dinner with my incredible friend who has spent the last few years living in Dubai and working all over the world with Emirates. It was a timely reality check that what I was doing isn’t that huge on the scale of things (perspective). I’m living in a beautiful beach location and beginning an intensive Masters degree (hello student discounts… how I missed you). 

Regardless, moving out of home to begin my next adventure is a milestone. One filled with fear of the unknown, sadness as I left my beautiful parents to fend for themselves (Mum has been making her own chia puddings this week – I think she will be fine; Dad has been banned from buying “dirty chook” from KFC),  excitement as I set up my new room, frustration as I set up my new printer, relief as I realised I only had one assignment online to start so far… 

New desk

Ultimately, we all have to go through milestones. Good and bad. Distance doesn’t separate us from the ones that we love. Only we can do that.

Growing up doesn’t mean having it all together and not needing support from those around me. Change doesn’t mean that everything has to be different. Sure, some things will be. I have a much better view, far more assignments and far less money. But the love I have for my home, being with my family and living close to friends won’t be. 

I’m moving out, but not moving on. 

Plus, I now live at the beach. Did anyone say day trip? 

xx Liz

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6 Comments

  • Reply Lisa 16 January, 2016 at 7:45 pm

    Congratulations on moving out and starting this new phase in your life, Liz! That’s so awesome that you are getting started on a Masters degree – best of luck! And lucky you to have student discounts…I miss those so much!! Going to the movies is just so darn expensive as an adult… 🙁 haha 😛

    • Reply Travelling Table Tales 17 January, 2016 at 3:00 pm

      Thank you so much Lisa! I’m so blessed that I have this opportunity.
      For the past few years I have been using Telstra or RACQ to buy movie tickets. Oh the joys of being an adult! 🙂

  • Reply Claire 17 January, 2016 at 7:55 am

    Wishing you the best of luck in your new home! And WOW, I am majorly jealous that you live on the beach… It is twenty degrees below zero (Fahrenheit) where I live right now and I sure could use some beach time, haha! 😛

    • Reply Travelling Table Tales 17 January, 2016 at 2:58 pm

      Thank you so much Claire. I am very blessed. We were actually thinking that it was cold yesterday, but it was 24 degrees Celsius! I have never even seen snow up close.

  • Reply Colleen Dean 18 January, 2016 at 8:41 pm

    Just another adventure Elizabeth – ENJOY

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