Moving for Love

When I tell people I'm quitting my job and leaving the country, I get pretty much one response: "You're moving for love!" It makes the move okay. It makes it right. It makes it understandable and logical rather than...something else. The fact that I'm moving because I want to leave the States, because I want to make a go of being a freelance writer, because I'm almost thirty and something has to change, pales in comparison to the fact that I'm moving for love.