I used to think that people were fools if they relocated to be with someone they weren’t married to. I used to say what if it doesn’t work out. You’ll just blame your partner and throw it in his or her face that you’d left behind your life to be there. I’d had a bad experience and was jaded. I could not have been more wrong.
Now that I’m a woman of the road who has loved in many cities, and I see how wonderful and simple moving around is, I know it couldn’t possibly be bad if love is waiting for me when I reach my new destination. If it doesn’t work out between us, well at least I took the chance and experienced some place new. It’s easier to live with a “well, I gave it a shot” than a “what if I had gone.” Whatever wonderful life I left behind will be waiting for me if I ever need to return to it.