“… I just did it. I moved away. I bought a one way ticket and I moved to Hawaii!!!” – he said through the line. Farther and farther as the words trailed off. I was far northern, still in the same country but an ocean and a couple states away. “You’re quite brave. Everyone romanticizes with the idea of moving away, but you actually did it. I’m quite happy for you”. I said reassuringly. I admired his sense of valiancy. To be able to let go of the weight and the burden of the past, to take action and do something about his future. To move on. But it hadn’t come easy. You see he’d been through a lot. Times that tested his faith, his strength, his maturity, his wisdom, all of him. A little bruised, and a little humbled, at a crossroad he chose to move ahead. A past that had anchored him for years had maybe made him lose his sense of direction a bit. But he knew it now, and that’s what mattered. A long conversation later, with many motivational words exchanged I promise...