I'm still anxiously awaiting news from my visa application, but I thought I would write a few thoughts about moving to a different country...
I'm asked if I'm scared. Yeah, I really am. Not for the reasons you'd think though. I'm only scared about going to a place that's just new. New people, new surroundings. What makes it easier to bear? That would be my husband, Richard. he's all I really need.
I've always said that if I ever did move to another country, it would be one where I could speak the language. Yes, I speak English (duh). I could always go to Germany... but there's always the persistent fear of being a stranger in a strange land.
My close friends have asked me if I'd miss them. Of course I would. That's the single hardest thing about moving. The fear of abandonment. My bestie, Freddie I know has this on his mind. Thanks though to the internet, we can at least have face to face video chats. Still, it's not quite the same. I could go on and on about sharing my life on this blog or Facebook or Youtube or any social media outlet, but it's still not the same as some personal face to face time.
I do know that I'm destined to make a life changing move. Seems like the United Kingdom is it. I've always felt this inexorable pull there. I don't know if it's a genetic thing or if I just identify with the people and ways of life there. It just feels like my home, where I should be and where I belong, and yes, this was well before I met Richard. He just makes it completely clear and that the UK is somewhere I want to be, without a single doubt in my mind. My sister Lynn LOVES the UK. I guess we share some things in common there, even though I've never stepped foot on British soil. Crazy huh?
Bottom line. I will miss my friends in America. I'm not gone nor am I abandoning them. I'm just moving on to start the next chapter in my life, one of happiness and joy for the first time in my life. I just hope that they can be a part of it. I will make new friends and have a new life, but my old friends will always be a part of me.
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