I’ve never been one for labels. We grew up sometimes with money, sometimes with nothing. We had enough, I never felt like we didn’t. Even if at times I knew we didn’t have much. I could feel my parents struggle during those times and I would try to ease the burden by not asking for much so I started babysitting at 13 and would use that money to pay for my school uniform, shoes that I wouldn’t get mocked over, and any extras I could stretch it to cover. From 14-16 I spent time flying back and forth, living between my parents in Invercargill, and my Aunt and Uncle in Auckland. I must have moved about 15 times in those 2 years. By 17 I had my own family and had to figure out how this life thing worked. I remember stating to my ex husband that all I wanted was to create a home that my children always wanted to come back to. So that’s what we set out to do.
During my nomadic teen years I encountered a taxi driver in Wellington that scolded me. I was 15 years old and travelling alone. He had taken offense to the fact that my 54kg self was struggling to load my luggage, which consisted of two large 1950’s style suitcases (heavy!), into the back of his trailer and I was holding up his shuttle. He quickly snapped at me saying something along the lines of “You’ve got too much stuff!” which, to my extremely shy at-the-time self, cut deep and embarrassed me in front of the other passengers. As I responded “It’s everything I own.” I had somehow managed to make him shirk away apologetically. Thankfully the rest of my trip carried on acceptably peaceful.
When I first returned to Auckland after my marriage broke up, one of my goals was to work at getting myself into a position where I could setup a home for my children to come to be with me. Somehow all the stars aligned and within a year I had completed getting a job, getting promoted, finding a new love and creating a new home for our growing family.
Fast forward a year and a half and plans have changed again. We love the home we’re in but we’re wanting to create more for ourselves by living with less.
I talked to my oldest daughter about plans my partner and I have to sacrifice a few things for the next few years in an attempt to come out the other side with what at this point is just a dream. It made me feel like I’d done something right as a parent when her response was so enthusiastic it sealed the deal for our decision.
So now it’s time to work on a plan because as they say, a goal without a plan is just a dream. Time to turn it into goal status! I’ll keep you updated as we take our steps toward building our future.
Do you think you could live with less? What’s something you’ve sacrificed in order to achieve a goal?