I’m going to warn you right now: This entire week I am going to be nostalgic. On my mind of late is where we were the last week before we left a year ago and what we were doing. Basically- we were getting ready to leave the US and move overseas. This would be the first time we ever moved with kids- and (obviously) the first time we ever moved overseas. Another first was that I had lived in the same house for more than three years and I was overwhelmed with the prospect of leaving it at every turn. Wow. A year ago was crazy, the more I think about it.
This particular week things were full-blown nuts. October 22nd, 2012 I wrote Six Days To Go and you can practically hear the strain in my voice. I don’t miss feeling like that. But what I DO wish is that I could go back to her and say ‘Hey lady. You know what? It’s all going to be ok. In fact, it’s going to be better than ok and you’re going to absolutely LOVE it.’
I wouldn’t have believed myself though. I think I would have told myself to take a flying leap and leave me alone because I had just said goodbye to my dogs, my house was in shambles, all of our stuff was gone and we were on the brink of moving into a hotel for five days. In so many ways my life has gone just like this- I’m on the verge of some sort of catastrophe (in my mind) and I can’t wait to get to the other side. Once there I can’t believe how good I’ve got it. How just getting there, and over than hump made all the difference.
Last night on Facebook I posted something about how we were strategizing for Christmas Markets (a really, very, huge-big deal over here) and was given many great recommendations. I tried to think why we missed them all last year but basically I think that we were still a wee bit ‘green’ as far as expats go and trying to catch our collective breath. The idea of jumping in the car and driving to another country ‘just to go’ or hop on a train was still such a foreign thought. Literally and figuratively. By December we were still trying to find those ‘sea legs’ (maybe I should call them bicycle legs over here?) and still a little nervous with our surroundings. We didn’t know how things worked just yet.
I guess my point in all of this rambling is to say – SEE?! Trust yourself. You don’t know how far you can go until you try. If you’ve read this blog at all you probably have figured out that a) We adore the Netherlands and want to stay longer b) School is awesome and we love it and c) We travel all over the place. Three big things that I wasn’t sure how we’d manage- but we do. We can apply this situation everywhere in life. Taking chances, trusting our gut, being courageous and giving things a go. I still can’t believe it’s been a year. Oh my how life has changed.
It hasn’t all been sunshine and roses though. Friends have shown their ‘true colors’ and you learn real quick who your real friends are once you take on such an experience. There are those that will support you, be happy and be a shoulder. On the flip side there are those with an ugly jealousy streak that just don’t want to hear about it and drop out of your life. There’s time to mourn the end of those relationships- but life is all about moving on. And truth be told the number of new friends- and true friends at that, has really been an emotionally welcome experience.
I’ll be cruising down memory lane this week linking back to posts I wrote during this process. I hope you’ll stick with me.
Have you ever changed your life (in any capacity) terrified before but thrilled with the outcome? Tell me!