Friday, January 6, 2012

And so it begins...

It was inevitable that I started writing again at some point. I like to think that now I'm a little older and wiser and more disciplined, thus able to maintain writing in an engaging and interesting fashion...but those same thoughts will ring true any amount of years from now, at any present point looking into the past, so I don't trust them.

You see, we're moving. Possibly overseas. Probably far away. And while I really don't know what this next season holds, I do feel a great responsibility to document it, not only for my benefit, but for anyone else who might wonder "what's their life like?"...and mostly so I don't have to respond to every email, facebook message, and phone call with the same rote response. "We're good. It's a big adjustment. We're settling in." And, if we're overseas "the food is weird. Send peanut butter".

I feel like I should be more apprehensive about such a potentially big move, but I don't. Mostly because I know the military will send a moving company to do all of the packing and whatnot, so I just have to stay out of the way (my speciality). But also because it seems so far away. In reality, we'll probably be moving in six months, which makes it hard to embrace life here in DC...but at the same time I can't really image life other than the one we've made here. I love our little home. I love our routine.

I am excited about what comes next. I'm sure the panic will set in at some point and I'll have a breakdown (and if you're lucky, it will be chronicled on this blog!), but for now, I'm excited. And I can't imagine having it any other way.

The military only makes up 1% of the entire US population. One percent. That's tiny. I didn't believe it when I heard it. But it's true, and knowing that makes me feel so grateful to be a  part of this crazy world and to have the opportunity to experience life in different cities and countries. I never thought I'd say this, but I feel blessed to have this experience and get a taste of this life. And I'm so proud to be a part of it...a small part, yes. But still a part.

Remind me I said that when I'm having my breakdown.

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