I'm really struggling without our stuff. Not in a physical way (we have everything we need) but in an emotional way. I know it's "just stuff" but it's also so much more. It's our memories, our home, our fun, our comfort and our convenience. We should have our goods in about 2 weeks and NOT A MOMENT TOO SOON!!!
But besides that we are doing well. I've only cried once and I think that was a combination of jet lag and not having had alone time in far too long. As happy as we are here and as much as we love it, I've still had a moment or two of near panic, like, "What have we done?!" But thankfully they've been short-lived. I had one stint of crushing sadness. I know it's all part of the process. I've learned in the past two years that if I just surrender to the feelings and wallow in them and allow them time and focus then they pass more quickly. Knowing that, I allowed the sorrow centre stage and it passed in a few hours.
Honestly, all of the mixed feelings are absolutely nothing compared to what I went through in the almost two years leading up to coming here. Those were the worst. I still shudder when I think of the wrenching stress we were living with.
So glad to finally be here. And overall, very happy.
