Watch, cry, smile.
I just love classic Disney cartoons, there’s something so wonderful about them. Today is the first day of July and I wanted to start off my morning by watching “The Ugly Duckling.” It’s one of my favorite stories and it comforts me greatly right now.
We’re showing our flat to a potential renter today and to me that pretty much officially means that our home is no longer… “home.” I’ve made reservations for a pet-friendly room at the hotel across the street for the few days we’ll be homeless, our internet access is scheduled to being cut off after the 11th ( so that we can pay our last Deutsch T-Com bill before we leave), the movers are scheduled to pick our stuff up later this month… etc. The best part about this month is that we’ll be going to my friend’s wedding, in the UK, this coming weekend. It will be a very short trip, but a very special last European adventure (while we still live here).
This is all bittersweet and even though I’m no stranger to big changes and I’m quite aware of the stresses and challenges of a move (overseas even), it doesn’t make the emotional rollercoaster that I’m going through any easier. I’m definitely hoping for the best, even though shit has hit the fan a lot for us while preparing for this move, because that’s all I can do. Hope for the best. Be excited for new adventures. Know that I will learn a lot more about myself (and our marriage) soon.
I’m not sure how to explain to people how tough it will be to be apart for about a year, while Mr. E does his training and schooling. We won’t get to see each other much, but I’m sure we’ll try to figure it out. Our things will be in storage for about the same time until we move to our next home in Colorado. We’ll both be nomads connected by our strength and trust and love for each other across miles. We’ve been through so much in our four years of being married, more it seems than some people go through in a lifetime together. But then again, who else could we both be with now?
So, I probably won’t write another blog post until I’m Stateside again. This is an early farewell to my beloved adopted home for the past four years. Auf Wiedersehen mein Deutschland… bis naechstes Mal.
