Our family went through some roller coaster ride recently. We were expecting a big move which would see us living on foreign land for another couple of years. Having gone through such moves a couple of times, we thought it would be wiser this time to start everything early.
We did the medical checks, found new schools for the kids, almost booked the air tickets, terminated our lease, finalized on the shipping, started packing and even sold some of our furnitures.
Then came the news. We are not leaving.
If it was any of a consolation, we were given a choice and we chose to stay.
And this is what we had gotten ourselves into
The house is in a mess. We have part of our lives packed in boxes
We had sold our 2 year old sofa for less than 1/4 of the price and are now living off our kids’ POÄNG chairs and a bean bag.
But guess what, we actually like it.
We love the new space in our living room where the kids could set up their train tracks and race tracks without having someone trip over them and we decided that it shall remain this way. We won’t be getting a new sofa.
And despite the mess, I actually felt relief.
I realized that I have been dreading the move. Perhaps age is catching up on me. I am less excited about going away. I guess becoming a mom of 2 has made me less adventurous. It is no longer about me, myself and I.
I have 2 kids who depend on me now and I know I have to stay positive no matter how difficult it is. It is like expecting no down time and it can be tiring and draining in a foreign land.
Then there are our friends and family, who really are the people who make this place home.
Perhaps I am just too snuggly tucked in my comfort zone.
In any case, we are staying, perhaps for another year. And I am not complaining. Will face it when the time comes.
Meanwhile, I am just thankful and happy for moment like this.