Adios America!

Adios America!

All nine of our bags are packed (and they have been for over two months now). Tears have been shed (or torrential downpours). Goodbyes have been said (I’ve told my family and my hair dresser three times actually).

To be quite honest, I haven’t been nervous about this whole “moving-to-another-country-for-three-years” thing up until we were sitting in a fancy airport lounge. As I was munching on my Sausage McMuffin and sipping on my orange juice, I noticed that my heart was starting to beat a little faster than normal as well as my stomach began to feel a little strange.

Then it hit me.

I’M MOVING TO ANOTHER COUNTRY FOR THE NEXT THREE YEARS.

Wow. That’s a lot to process and it’s not as if Mark and I haven’t been discussing this for over and year and a half now… I mean, it’s one of the major reasons of why we got married early – I needed to start getting all of the medical paperwork filled out and turned in so we could ensure that there would be adequate medical care for me overseas.

Yet, there is something about watching planes at the airport while you wait for your plane to arrive that really puts things in perspective for you. Up until this moment, moving overseas was just something that would happen later – later as in not right now. But in just a few moments, a plane will arrive, I will board it, take a lot of naps as well as eat a lot of snacks, and it will take me to a foreign country that I will call home for the next threeish years.

You know, the craziest thing about all of this is that I haven’t even traveled outside of the U.S. before. Yet, the first time I’m traveling overseas is to actually move there. That’s kind of a big deal.

Had you told me, a west Texas farm girl, that I would be living overseas, I wouldn’t have even laughed at you – I would have thought you were absolutely out of your mind and verbally blessed your heart. But that’s the beautiful thing about life. Sometimes, life doesn’t go the way you expect, or plan, it to. To be quite honest, I’m glad it doesn’t.

(Another great thing about life is that when you have an amazing spouse – that also happens to be your best friend –anything in the world is possible/doable, no matter how much you would have never believed it to be. One of those things is learning how to drive on the other side of road. We also can’t forget the daunting task of “attempting” to learn how to use another currency.)

When I initially sat down to watch other planes come and go while I waited for my own, my heart felt as if it was beating out of my chest. However, after getting to text the best little sister as well as talk to the best momma and the best college friend, I’ve begun to feel my anticipative anxiety melt away as it is replaced with excitement.

On a slightly different note…

With such a new and exciting adventure as the one I’m about to embark on, I also decided it was time to change up my blog. I decided it was finally time to go ahead and just buy my own domain (abigailgracewalker.com). To be quite honest, I THINK that my old blog (abigailgracemiller123.wordpress.com) is still out there, wherever blogs are in the space/cloud thing but who knows.

I decided to not go ahead and merge my two blog sites where all of the posts from my old blog would show up (partially because I had absolutely no idea how to do that despite talking to different customer support people – on the other hand, it was too painful to go copy and paste them to the new blog site because I went back to read them and I was cringingly because of the grammatical mistakes sprinkled throughout seven years worth of blogs). However, I did decide to go ahead and copy the last two blog posts because the blog looked so empty without any posts and I simply just like them.

Cheers.

(That’s an Englishly thing to say, right?)