V has had a lot on his mind this week. Actually, he’s been quite preoccupied for a bit longer than that. Unfortunately, it’s nothing simple neither. I mean, conceptually, it’s very simple: he has to move. Really, he has to move across the country. Quite literally, as in from one coast to the other. He has to move across the country for at least the next 3 years, and potentially leave his whole family behind…for at least 3 years. And it gets more complicated for him the more he thinks about it.
On the one hand, he wants his family to go with him. He loves having them all around him and couldn’t imagine is life without any one of them. He doesn’t think moving so far away would be so scary if he had them with him. He also spent the last half year roaming the country in search of the next part of his future, so he knows how alone he feels without them. On top of all that, his family are some of those who he loves sharing experience with the most. He wishes every day that they could’ve seen the enormous spiders he ran into in those swamps, or that time it snowed more than he’d ever seen (though that doesn’t mean much, since he’s never lived where it snows). His family is a huge part of him and he’d be lost without them.
On the other hand, they have a lot where they are right now. They have good jobs and good friends. Extended family is nearby. There’s even lots of room for the little ones to enjoy. And the weather is so much better where they’re coming from. Also, it’s only for 3 years, which isn’t really all that long. V feels that if he takes all the emotion and sentiment out of it, he almost thinks them not coming is a logical choice for them. There’s more stability in their constancy, for their sake.
What to do? What to do?