12 months off high heels

"You know, I just can't imagine you in the bush, not wearing high heels"... rough translation of my colleague's comment when I told him I would leave the company and my management function to go travelling and do some social work.

This is my first post, dear steemians! I decided to join and share my story, because it feels so good to have taken a decision that sounded crazy to some and even unpopular to others.

What happened?

Being 35, my friends are mostly married and busy having children. Well, not me. I'm a loving aunt and godmother, but that's it. Kids and weddings became a major discussion topic and I did not enjoy participating the conversations any more as much as I did before. And meetings got occasional, spontaneity and parties not being #1 priority of parents. Totally understanding the situation of my truly beloved friends, this was not the greatest situation for me.

I ended up spending quite some time dating men, but well - it just did not seem to match. My focus was on the job - which, to be honest, was not very fulfilling at the time.

Perhaps you can imagine me asking myself: is this really how I want my life to be? Being a woman who liked to tell her friends: "love it, change it or leave it"...?

What did not make it easier: I was very well aware of being actually a very lucky and spoiled by life: having a wonderful family, great friends, a job many would crave for and a nice apartment close to the center of a cool city.

A little hungover, I finally took the decision: I will quit my job and go travelling as well as doing something "good".

How finally the conditions of my leave turned out much better than I dared to hope, what preparations I - being a little perfectionist - made, where I ended up working socially and where travels currently take me to - I’ll tell you in the next weeks and months :-)