Choice can sometimes seem like a burden – now that we have the independence and resources to carve out our own destiny, we can decide where we live, what we do and who we are. As a consequence, we’re responsible for our own happiness.
For me and my boyfriend, we’re stuck between a rock and a not-so-hard place; to stay on the beautiful island we love or move home to Long Beach, California.
Long Beach isn’t exactly a bad plan b; in choosing between them, we’re spoiled little brats. Both have a laid-back culture, unique offerings and, most importantly, waves. Both are filled with people we love that support whatever decision we make.
As we’ve weighed the pros and cons, we realized that we we’re choosing less between two locations and more between two paths in life. To live the easier, more affordable, and comfortable life in the LBC or to fight for our dream to live in an expensive, isolated paradise.
In considering my personal future, the struggle is between two dreams. My dream of using my networks back home to become a journalist, writer, or relatively successful. Or to be poor, possibly jobless and blissfully happy. I have to decide between shaping what I do and determining who I will become.
Although we remain undecided, I vote to stay and make it work. Money can buy independence, travels and material things; but it can’t buy happiness. You can’t buy the feeling of sliding into a perfect, glittering blue wave at Makapu’u or getting slammed on the reef at Sandys. No one can put a clear price on this island’s breathtaking beauty.
If I go back to working my in-school jobs or an unpaid internship, so be it. I’ve survived off of top ramen and Costco runs before. And to realize the dream of not sacrificing happiness for money, at least in the short run, is unarguably priceless.