Wednesday will be my last day in the U.S.A….at least for the next 10 months.
My current emotional state is a confusing mix of happy, sad, nervous, excited, scared, guilty, and hopeful.
We got the approval for our work visas today, so we will be flying to pick them up in Chicago and then flying on to Istanbul from there. We were cutting it close, but we will be there in time for the first day of classes on September 7th.
It’s been a one-of-a-kind summer. I have made some amazing memories with my mom, stepdad, siblings, , and fur niece and nephew that I won’t soon forget. I am so, so grateful to all of them for putting up with us, helping us out and making us laugh. This was the first time I’d spent an extended amount of time with them since I moved out at 18 and I felt like I was transported back into a classic childhood summer in the best way. I am also so glad I got to spend a little time with all of my grandparents and my sweet nieces, although I wish I could have had more. I’m sad that I never made it to Alabama to see my dad and his wife or my in-laws, or to Colorado to see one of my best friends, but I guess that’s how life works out sometimes.
I know this move will probably be even harder for our family than it is for us. We will have plenty of things going on to distract us from homesickness while they will have to go about their daily lives knowing we are now on the other side of the world. This is a time of transition and adjustment for all of us and I hope it will smooth over quickly.
Booking that one-way ticket gave me the jitters like nothing else. We’re really doing this thing!
As you can probably tell, I’m a little rambly and emotional. I almost decided not to write this, but I feel like it would be an injustice to the experience not to, so I’m writing it anyway.
This will probably be one of the hardest things we ever do…and one of the most rewarding. I can’t wait, and yet part of me wants to wait just a little bit longer…even though I know it is time and that putting it off would only delay the inevitable emotional roller-coaster.
Alas, all good things must come to in an end so that more good things can begin.
To all of my family and friends reading this: Thank you for all of your love and support!