Happy Friday! This beautiful morning I’m joining Lisa-Jo and the Five Minute Friday bunch again. Today, everyone’s writing on the topic of belong. Will you join me and read, write, or both for five (ish) minutes? Here’s how it works:
- Write for 5 minutes flat – no editing, no over-thinking, no backtracking.
- Invite others to join in.
- And then: go visit the person who linked up before you and drop them a note!
Not every move has been so dramatic; some were only switching apartments in the same city or moving in with friends for a bit while we figured out what we were doing with our lives.
Others were downright rip-your-heart-out hard. Good, purposeful, but powerfully hard.
But I’ve come to believe that the hard is what shows me that I’ve truly belonged to a place.
It means I’ve found real community–friends who will bring you meals and watch your babies and ask you how you’re really doing. It means I’ve become affectionately familiar with the city, found its little gems of green space, coffee shops, and free events to enjoy.
Not planting some semblance of roots would make it easier to leave, but that’s not how I want to live.
At least that’s what I tell myself when I’m sobbing in the U-haul.
Truly, though, that’s my litmus for intentional living: When we inevitably move, will I miss this place? Will I be missed?
If lived purposefully, the answer to both is yes. It’s a hard yes, but my life is the richer for it.
What are your thoughts on belonging? Share below or go here to join the 5 minute Friday crowd!