I am crying a lot. I cried four times at the JMU Picnic when someone said something encouraging or just said we’ll miss you. Does this mean I don’t want to go? No! Does this mean I will miss these people, all my family and friends, and this place? Yes! It also means that I will miss my husband while he’s gone.
But it’s not just that. This is an extremely stressful time. It’s not like we’re just taking a couple suitcases, have a year-long apartment set up, and friends waiting for us. We have bags, boxes, a bike, and guitars to deal with, will be in temporary housing with the hopes of finding and being awarded a longer term apartment, and lots of paperwork to fill out and turn in. Though it is all possible to get through, it is stressful. There is still so much to get done, a ton of questions to ask, and a hope that people will work with us. I mean, we certainly aren’t the only ones that have ever done this!
This post is not to make you feel sorry for us! We are excited. It’s just to let you know that while I may be crying, and may seem a little out of it, I truly appreciate all the support. We just have to work hard and believe in ourselves, because if we don’t, we’ll never move forward and we’ll never end up where we’ll want to be.
“Leaving what feels secure behind and following the beckoning of our hearts doesn’t always end as we expect or hope. We may even fail. But here’s the payoff: it can also be amazing and wonderful and immensely satisfying.”
― Steve Goodier