When we first made our move, we were constantly asked "Why in the world did you move here?" We asked ourselves the same thing at first. The house was crowded with boxes, we didn't have a pool to swim in during the hot days, and we missed our daily lives. As the summer went on, we still hadn't reached that happiness state, but we hoped that once school started, everything would be better. Besides, we had family close by to spend birthdays and holidays with. Yes, everything would be better soon.
Things did get better once the kids started school. I was completely excited about free breakfast, free childcare, and free activity cards. Things were better for the kids too. New friends, great teachers, and much less homework. We even had a few family members celebrate birthdays with us.
After being here almost six months, people still ask if we were happy that we moved. As we enter the holiday season, the truth is, I am beginning to really miss my old life. I miss decorating my house, I miss my Christmas eve church service, and I miss having my own bathroom. Most of all, I miss that I used to miss my family at the holidays. After spending six months geographically closer to family, I feel even farther away from them. We haven't been included in the holiday plans and I barely see or talk to my siblings. It's funny how lies, sarcasm, and silence are much easier to explain away when 1500 miles separates you.
So am I happy I moved, not really. I am determined, however, to focus on the positive side of this move. We have a place to live, hubby is working, and we have lots of new friends. So we went out and got our own turkey and are planning to celebrate Thanksgiving the same way we have in the past. Just us, lots of food, and lots to be thankful for. Happy Holidays.
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