There has been a lot of excitement, but a lot of sadness too. Maybe more sadness on mine and my daughter's part. Lots of tears. Some fighting. It's not easy telling your 5 year old that she'll have to leave most of her toys behind.
We told our close friends, who we leaned on for support. Who got us through the first few days where we wondered if we could even CONSIDER it. That made us strong enough to tell our parents, who needed to see us confident and assured that we COULD do it, so they could worry one tenth of an iota less for us. Then we told some extended family. Then it was FB official. One paragraph posted and most of our circle knew. Now you all know. I'm telling you, because I want you to be with us if we take that journey. Knowing me, I'm sure it will make for some AWESOME reading.
It's surreal right now, hurrying up and waiting for things to happen on the job end. Meanwhile, school starts HERE for Sunny in 32 days and I don't even know where she's going to school. Two weeks from now we could be packing. It's really hard not knowing and not having enough answers.
Our parents/friends/family have been amazing and supportive this far. Maybe more so than I expected. I half expected everyone to stop talking to us. Because if I was on the other side, I might want to as well. I hope someday everyone knows what that has meant to us so far. Because for everyone sniffle and every tear held in, it's double that for us.
That being said, I am incredibly proud of Mekius. This is what he has always wanted (the job, maybe not the location). He has worked so hard and he deserves this. As much as I am sad and don't want to go, I think I want it just a tiny bit more, even if just for him. Where he goes, we go. Even if that mean we cross the pond.
So stay tuned, I promise to keep it coming, and add in some more UK goofy goodness on my part, because after reading this post, I have decided I'm a Sad Sally lol.
Fluffimama out <3