Life vs. Love

I love to travel and I love where I grew up, really I could be anywhere but in the end I'm sure I'd always want to come home in the end.
Just because I love my home, doesn't mean I have to stay there forever. That seems to be the thing that has been weighing on my thoughts lately, the decision people have to make between either following what they truly want to do or staying back and settling for what they have.

The question I have is, why does there have to be a choice?

Recently, I signed up for another trip out of the country with a group I've traveled with before, EF College Break.
My family and friends supported me and were even envious of my travels, past and future.
One of my friends decided that she would love to go with me and talked through the process with her husband and family to see if she could do it. Everyone was for it and she was entirely excited to be able to go with me, financially she would have to figure it out, but traveling is so worth it!

Today, I was talking to her about the trip and she thought for some reason it was full and I told her she had just forgotten to check a box and it was still available (it's over a year away, there would be plenty of time) and I reminded her of the dates.

She promptly texted me back to say, "Oh, I can't go those dates, that's my anniversary."
I was a little shocked, but I thought I could reason with her by suggesting she'll have many more and that when will she have an opportunity to do this again?
Again, her reply was blunt, "that's not how we see things."

I can tell you now that I'm still surprised at her answer. That an anniversary would stop her from venturing out and doing something she's always wanted to do.
I know she'll never get this chance again and she's throwing it all away for an anniversary that comes around every single year.
She tried to get me to change dates, but I said no. I planned this because this is when I wanted to go, I'm not changing them, it would be more expensive to go earlier and I can't go later for multiple reasons.

This is the conundrum, why is she willing to settle for so much less than what she actually wants?
Love is extremely important in life, but life without adventure and happiness in living out your dreams, that's not a very great life even with love.
Her husband doesn't like to travel and I know they'll never go that far away. So I will most likely be off by myself, which is entirely fine by me.
I feel sad for her, because I just don't see why an anniversary is so much more important.

I love love, but I also love to travel in my life. If my love doesn't want to come, I'll go alone, whenever I want.
Maybe that's just the independent side of me, maybe I just don't care, maybe I'm slightly selfish, but I've settled too much in my life already to not follow my dreams and to let people drag me down.

I can love someone and travel on my own, that's the beauty of life. It's sad some people put so much stake in what they have just right in front of them when there's so much more to the world than that.

I know that I'm sort of just ranting now, but it's hard to help it.
Anyways, from my life to yours.

Cheers and safe travels!

In the quiet (Before sleep)

It's hard to lose that person you once knew. The person who told you everything and would listen to what you had to say as well. That person you knew everything about, could guess their next move.

When that person leaves, you feel it. It doesn't feel like much in your hands, but you feel it inside of you like something just got ripped away without your consent. A piece of you missing only to get lost in the myriad of other things floating around in the dead space of the world.

What do you do? Do you look for it, that person, or do you just let it go and deal with the fact that it's not going to come back?

Maybe you lost something in yourself and you don't know how to get it back.

I suppose only time will tell.

The mind is a torturous thing to leave unattended for long periods of time.