What is the hardest thing you have ever done in your life? Life is not always easy, and change can be so difficult. For a while now, I have being happily situated in a place that I love. It is the safe, small town life that I relish. The always-knowing-everyone when you walk into your local gas station, going to work with your neighbors, walking to the high school track field to exercise in the evening without having to worry about a boogey man lurking around the next corner, or the neighborhood watch alert that goes into action when someone new in town parks in front of your house. It smells of cowboy boots, pipe smoke, and the aroma of grilling burgers. It sounds like wind blowing on the ever endless prairies, the hum of tractors through the field across the road, the whip of the lasso whirling through the air, the thud of cowboy boots on gravel, the jingling of spurs, fans screaming at the local football games like they are at the NFL, and a strong Texas accent. It is the dream life to those who are used to it.
Leaving this life is one of the hardest things I have ever done. When I originally started to write this article, I began it by saying that changing jobs is the hardest thing I’ve ever done. As I thought more about it, I scratched through that and started to think about anything and everything I will ever miss. I would have to say, the hardest thing I have ever done is to leave the relaxed lifestyle that I have been privileged to be a part of.
I was raised a country girl, as many of you know. I grew up on a small ranchette and remember wearing boots because I could not go barefoot for the sticker burs in the yard, my dad spending hours in the hot summer sun on the tractor after he got home from work, and burying my head beneath the covers to hide the cry of coyotes close to the house at night. Country living is in my blood. It is what I know.
Hub City is the heart of my own little space in the world. No matter where I have lived, Hub City looms in the distance. It will always be there, unless I move from this part of the state. Even if I were to move, I will always miss it. It’s a part of who I am. The little peaceful ranchette I grew up on was north of Hub City limits. I went to college in Hub City. My small town I am leaving now is an hour away, but I have driven that hour many times to pick up groceries or go shopping. Now I am leaving and moving even closer to Hub City, but still, there it is, ever on the horizon.
Let’s get to the heart of Hub City Girl. A while ago I had an interesting question about the name I chose for my website. Who are you? Are you someone local? Is your blog about Hub City? The short answer for that is, ironically, no. The long answer takes a little more time. Just like Hub City has been the axis of my life, I want you to take away from what you read here within these pages that it is possible for you to discover your own “Hub City” within your life. There will always be a place that is at the core of your existence. You can live your dream life in your own little corner of the world, just like I do every day. Will your life look like mine? No. Can your life still be interesting? Yes. Is my life perfect? No. Far from it. Do I have troubles? Yes. The biggest issue that a small towner won’t confront is that everyone else’s nose is in everyone’s business. The other issue is that you are one big family, and that big family can sometimes operate dysfunctionally. Those are the ugly details of small town living. Sshhh…don’t tell the tabloids.
I choose to look on the bright side however. Remember the ever famous saying about a cup half full and a cup half empty? (Just out of curiosity, who came up with that, anyway?) Maybe you could say I look at the cup half full. If you see it half empty, that is okay too. Just don’t allow the cup half empty keep you from discovering that the other side of the cup will always be half full. You can make your own life.
That is what I chose to do when I took another job. I am leaving so much behind, but there is so much ahead. At the heart of my existence lies Hub City. That part will not change. This blog will not change.
What is the hardest thing you have ever done? Leave a comment below.
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