Facing up to reality

Over the past couple of weeks things have been changing in our little household as the reality of our future as a single parent family starts to hit home. The main issue is that we plan to relocate in the near future, but the fact that we have only have my income severely restricts any mortgage I will be able to secure and, consequently, where in the country we can live.

That would not be a problem if I did not have my heart set on moving back to the South where I have spent most of my adult life.

I have been considering our options for a while and planning where we can move to when the time is right. I need better access to the job market and somewhere where I feel at home. Of course there are are the usual requirements of good schools and a nice environment to bring up a child.

All these factors will have to be weighed up as part of the decision-making process, but it a process I have to make on my own. Already this has resulted in many sleepless nights.

I had wanted to move back South. I like it there and it is home to many of our good friends. I wasn't looking for anything grand, nothing even remotely extravagant but certainly with transport links to London.

But the reality is that I have been living in a dream world. Such a move simply isn't possible. The North-South property divide is just too great. Returning to the South and living within reach of the type of work that interests me most, is beyond our reach.

And I feel a little grief stricken.

I simply wanted to return to the place I felt at home. We shall just have to make home somewhere else. But adjusting to that fact will take a little time.

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