Change and Choice

Around six years ago, a very good friend told me that she was moving abroad. Not to the other side of the world, but to Spain. It may as well have been the other side of the world. This friend was someone with whom I went to the pub with once a week, and was my gym partner 3 times a week too – a real part of my life. I’ve never really liked change and this was too much change for me. It left me with that big question – what am I going to do now?

Well of course, I had no choice but to accept it. My friend wasn’t exactly going to change her life plans for me, no matter how good our friendship. So, through the change curve I went. I finally accepted it and as a benefit, I’m about 2 stone lighter. Now when I go the gym, I go on my own and do a full hours work there instead of chatting!!!!

I’ve just got back from visiting my friend. I miss her terribly, but when I see her its like we’ve never been apart. We had a good chat. Change has affected her too. The recent recession and price of the Euro has greatly impacted her standard of living. She’s very philosophical about it. She has a choice, she can choose to be miserable about it, cut her losses, and sell up as many of the Brits have done and come home to a standard of living which would be much less than the one she had before or she can choose to work part time, make some economies and make the most of her spare time. She has chosen the latter and as far as I can see – she is happy.