Where has the time gone?

I know I've started a few posts like this in my day, however I hope this is one trend I can break. Come to think of it, I don't think I've posted since my husband decided to take a new position in SA and move our family down here. I know I could have said no, but I never thought it would come to this. Here's my side of the story: It all started back one day in January, 2010. Kyle called and asked if I cared if he applied for a position in SA doing roughly what he was doing in Indy at the time. Since I had quit my job/s at the hospital just six months before, and loved the new career I had chosen, I was hesitant to say yes, however I knew that this could be a good opportunity. I told him (though jokingly at the time) that if he could compensate my salary allowing me not to work in order to care for the boys and their numerous activities and allow me to travel back to Indiana when possible, that I would give him two years. If we are doing well after that, we'd hang for a bit longer. If not, back to Indiana we go. (Or at least closer to home.)

Once he applied and he hadn't heard anything for quite some time, I had written off the possibility of the move. I think nearly 8 weeks had passed since he heard the first response from them. After a couple of phone interviews and a scheduled visit (at their expense), I knew things were getting a bit more serious. Telling my family of the move was one of the hardest things I had done in a really long time. Granted, we weren't all that close to them in Indy, but we were moving an additional 15 hours away. At least we could make a day trip if desired. I nearly backed out a couple of times, but being selfish isn't something I typically do. And it certainly didn't feel right at the time. It was a difficult decision to move away and one that I think of daily. Did we make the right decision? Were we right to move the boys away from all they have known? Should we have waited for another opportunity? The questions are endless...and they still roam around in my mind.

Once we decided to move forward, and the time came to tell our families and friends, we did so with heavy hearts. This was not a small move. I had to close my business and say goodbye to all the friends with whom I've developed since moving to Indy. Saying goodbye to my family was difficult as well. I suppose you can say that I'd done it before when moving away to college, but nonetheless, it was just as challenging the second time around.

While separated from Kyle for three months, I tried my best to keep myself together for the boys. I had the sole responsibility of their care and needed to keep it at the same standards as Kyle and I strived to establish up to that point. Meanwhile, I kept the house in showing order and continued to provide care for the children enrolled in my daycare. If it hadn't been for the numerous distractions, I never would have been able to get through those trying times. We kept busy to say the least.

I know I am going on and on about my side of things, but meanwhile I kept Kyle's side in mind. I couldn't imagine being separated from my husband and children, in a strange city with a new job, and not knowing what the future would hold. We talked daily and held as many Skype sessions as we could. I could not imagine how long his nights seemed at times and how thankful he must have been to be able to come back for visits. We have always appreciated the technology that has been available, and this time was no exception. Kyle, thanks for making the move and continuing to be the rock that we have always known.

Fast forward a few weeks and we decide it's time to reunite our family. Granted, to this day the house is still on the market, but we're together and the kids are settling in nicely. We're nearly all unpacked, however what remains boxed may just as well stay that way until we move again. Knowing we are moving next summer sure has set a standard for what is necessary. We were never ones to hoard or to use an incredible amount of items, but I never would have thought that when it came to moving. I thought we did an excellent job of purging and riding what wasn't necessary. Man, we were wrong. Either that or I never really knew how much space/storage we had in our house. Goodness, I don't look forward to boxing things up again!

I cannot believe it's almost been three weeks that we've been in our new home. I look forward to the time we get to go back to Indiana to visit, but for the mean time, we are more than happy here.

I have lots of posts I'd like to make in the near future, so hang in there for more goods. Oh, and I may get some new photos up too! Let us know if you do not have our forwarding address. We'll be happy to share it with you.

until next time....lc