There, I admit it. I miss Shetland. I miss the beauty, the peace and quiet, feeling safe, the wildlife, the sunsets, the people, the lack of traffic, the connection. I miss it all.
I’ve been home a few weeks now, nearly two months, and when I got back I threw myself into work. I’d started my secondment and I was desperate for it to go well, and I just couldn’t focus on my genealogy story anymore. I don’t know why, I just needed a break. One of the first things I did was cancel my subscriptions. I had plans to make a scrapbook of our adventures but everything went in a box and stayed there. I’ve barely rung my mum or stayed in touch with the family I so desperately want to belong to.
I don’t understand it.
I’m currently reading a book by Elizabeth Gilbert, an inspiring lady and wonderful author. Her previous biography, Eat, Pray, Love changed my life, so when I saw her book on a shelf in Smith’s I bought it. It’s called Big Magic. In it she talks of ideas being something that introduce themselves to you, and you can make a decision to work with them, or you can ignore them, or say ‘thank you but not today.’ I had an idea to write a book about my trip, and about my family history but I put it on pause. After reading Big Magic I feel like the idea is tapping me on the shoulder. ‘Hello Miss,’ he says, ‘I was just wondering if you and I were going to make this happen, because if not I need to move on.’ Well, Mr Idea, you and I have a project to get on with!
Here’s why I’m going back to my ancestry story. At the weekend, I received my Simmer edition of Coontin Kin the Shetland Family History Societies quarterly publication. Then, this morning I received an email from a person I had contacted on Ancestry months ago, because they had my 3x great grandmother in their family tree- which trust me, is very unusual. They said they would message me tomorrow and answer my questions. I can honestly, barely contain my excitement! Lastly, I just really miss Shetland. I feel very frustrated with life at the moment, especially my career. I don’t feel like I’m getting anywhere and my husband is super stressed with his company. All I can think about it planning a holiday and taking him to Shetland so that we can relax together.
“But I, my dear one, fell in love with Shetland.”