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So, last night around midnight, my husband came walking through the door after he’d been away for about two weeks.  Our son was already asleep from a couple of hours before, but my husband and I got the chance to spend some time alone.

We had a home cooked meal prepared for him and I had also baked some freshly made carrot cake, that was to die for!

He gobbled up as much as he could, although he was so tired, it was difficult to stay awake.

He had been on three different planes yesterday, for a total of about twelve hours outside of the house.  Here’s how it was broken down: It took a couple hours until they boarded his plane (the first time), then the flight was a couple hours, then there was a layover after he arrived at his location, then another few hours on the plane, then landing and layover for a second time, then he caught the third and final plane and finally reached the Louisville, Kentucky airport.

My Uncle picked him up and drove him back to his home.  Where I was waiting with open arms, of coarse. And then my Uncle and his wife stratigically decided that they didn’t want to stay up anymore since they were sleepy, and went to bed. We had a little alone time, while we ate, and then went to bed.

I’m super glad he’s home, safe and sound. But, the next step is deciding whether or not he has the power to start loading the trailer today or if he needs to rest all day today and then start loading the trailer tomorrow, and then possibly leave the day after that.

A lot of decisions have been made lately, and so far they’ve paid off, but I’m hoping the rest of the road is an easy one…  Time will tell.

As our time for leaving Indiana rapidly approaches, there’s a touch of anxiety in the air. Not only from our side (being that we’re going to travel over 2000 miles in the vehicle with our toddler, again), but also on the part of my extended family.

The questions that linger in our minds are: When will we get the chance to see each other again? How will our sendoff be?  Will we keep in contact after we move away? Is this move a smart decision, in the first place?
There are so many questions and so little time. As far as i’m feeling, I know that i’m very happy that both my husband and myself found jobs in Southern California and that we have already secured an apartment near by.  Actually, it’s a small duplex, but we will have a lot of privacy after living from apartment to apartment (for years on end), and then into my relatives home (for a few short weeks). There’s just nothing quite like moving into your own place.

Being who you want to be, walking around the way you want to, not having to censor your own speech, not being limited about what you can or can’t say over the phone, etc.  There’s a certain measure of freedom.

Don’t get me wrong, there are very few things  I love more than family, but at the same time, a person needs some time on their own, with privacy, and then they can get together with the rest of the family, whenever they choose to get together.

The trip here was a powerful lesson for us in many ways. So, that much is a blessing. I got reunited with family members I had never met before, got back in touch with family members who live overseas (whom I haven’t spoken to in years), and patched up a few battle wounds along the way.

But, I look forward to earning income again, working to make a living, changing people’s lives (as a teacher again), and attempting to have our family move forward, back in sunny Southern California.

Life has been very turbulent the last few years, so I’m really looking forward to finding some sort of a routine that we can get used to, with a lot of fun and good times thrown in.

We get so focused on all the things we must do, and goals we are trying to reach that we don’t seem to enjoy things NOW.  Why not enjoy now, because tomorrow isn’t guaranteed?

Honestly, the last few years were a blur for me, after endless problems, countless moves, being unhappy for so many reasons, we are blessed in so many ways, and must appreciate all that we have.

And even if we have nothing, we must look forward to starting a-new. Starting all over with a brand new life and leaving the old one behind.

I hope with this move back to Southern California, we are able to start a new chapter of our lives. Scratch that, throw away the old book and open up a fresh new, crisp book.  That is what will make my heart happy…

When everything seems to hit the fan, it is very hard to keep positive and see the lights at the end of the tunnel.
But, with a lot of hard work, perseverance, and the stubbornness to continue through all those tough times, you can make it!  Don’t give up once things turn ugly, just look at it in a different light. Maybe you were meant to learn something from the situation.

I choose to think positive, to a fault sometimes, but I refuse to see everything negatively. That’s why when someone is outright cruel to me, or hurtful, it really affects me for years to come.

Remember, if you ever tell someone something that you regretted saying later, you owe them an apology. Bite your pride and learn to keep your anger or anxiety to yourself because honestly, everyone else is just muddling through life and your harsh words could send them over the deep end.

But, if you say something like, “I’m having a really horrible day, and I might be snappy or hurtful to you, but don’t take it personally,” it may really help someone out who may have been hurt by something you said previously, that wasn’t really meant in their direction, but it got picked up that way!

So, the next time you act as if the world is going to come to an end because something you didn’t want to happen, did- just remember it’s a phase and you’ll pass through it just like you passed through everything else…

So, as I’m flying from the high of yesterday’s big news, that both my husband and I have been hired at a private school in Pomona, California; but now begins the apartment hunt.

My husband has located a nice duplex within a few blocks from the school that looks like a nice little place to raise a family. He applied a couple days ago, and today we got the keys for the place.
I’m so excited that things seem to be looking up for us, and I hope and pray that things will continue this way.

My husband has yet to find a plane ticket for his return to Indiana, and then once he’s here, we have to pack everything back into our little trailer and then haul it all the way from INDIANA to CALIFORNIA. I’m excited about getting on with our lives, but at the same time, I am also dredding the drive with my son.

He has developed a little bit of a phobia from the car seat, since he was stuck in one for day after day, for five days straight on our last road trip. Ever since then, whenever we go anywhere in the car seat, he sits quietly for a very short amount of time, but then freaks out and everyone in the car knows it.

I’m hoping once the next road trip begins that we’ll have a lot more patience with his delicate situation, and he’ll be more relaxed and used to the routine.  Wishful thinking, I suppose…