I’ve always been a small-town girl. I like to think it’s the permanent imprint of New Zealand sending my heart a little reminder of where I came from every now and then. So I guess it must seem odd that this small-town girl lives in the bustling city – albeit in the heart of suburbia in Sydney’s north west – and has done so for over 25 years.
I’ve been thinking a lot about that lately. And becoming more than a little restless too. I imagine it’s because I’m becoming less enamoured of the ‘positives’ of city living that I loved so much when I first moved here. Needs and wants change, don’t they? One thing I know for sure is my yearning for a life less impacted by the constant ‘rush-rush’ of city living is becoming a stronger and more strident voice in my head. Most days, it doesn’t shut up.
I have a dream of living somewhere like this:
Look at all that SPACE. My boys would be in sheer heaven.
Plenty of room for a set of rugby posts here!
And look at that verandah – what a great place for a quiet cuppa in the afternoon or morning sun. Ahhhh, the serenity! I can totally see me living in a place like this.
One day, hopefully not too far away, The Provider and I can look for another piece of paradise and finally start to realise the benefits of living with wide open space all around. Somewhere to shut the ‘rush-rush’ noise out for a bit. Our sanctuary from chaos. I’d really like my boys to experience that too.
Today’s song choice is a favourite of mine from John Mellencamp – Small Town.
Well I was born in a small town
And I can breathe in a small town
Gonna die in a small town
Oh that’s prob’ly where they’ll bury me
[Images from http://www.realestate.com.au]
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