Or coming to terms with the unknown.
The hill behind my house is for sale. You can see the listing here. It’s on sale for a cool £1m ($1.3m).
I spend a lot of time on this hill, running and walking with the dog and the daughter. It has great views across Dorset and to the sea.
It won’t get developed, or closed to public access. It’s a protected hill in an Area of Outstanding National Beauty (ANOB) criss crossed with public rights of way. The current owners, the Colfox family, think House Stark from Game of Thrones, have tried to get permission to build some houses that have been denied countless times by the town council.
So not a huge amount will probably change but that doesn’t get rid the sense of dread I feel.
There is nothing like upcoming change to create a sense of uncertainty and all the negative emotions associated with it. I’ve gone from anger, to despair to resignation. Knowing there is little I can do.
Then I stumbled onto this great quote.
One is never afraid of the unknown; one is afraid of the known coming to an end.
That’s it! Exactly it. I don’t want the current situation to end. Even if the Colfox family haven’t exactly taken great care of the hill. I don’t relish the change but I know the what and the order of thing I have to come to terms with. 1. The old way will be no more. 2. The new way will be different. Treating this as two things has really helped me.
And here’s the thing, under new development rules, a developer may well buy the land and plant a lot of trees. But right now I’m in limbo well unless you want buy a hill by the sea…
What change are you not looking forward to?