Let me tell you, a lot can change in two short days. Patrick received a call today from a lady who has been helping me with my paperwork for Italy. This is the first time she has called. Out of the blue, she asks if I would want to leave on Tuesday. Heck yeah I would! Oh wait, that’s only four days away. I was expecting to have at least three more weeks. We tell that kind lady “Yes, we do want to go together” as I try not to freak out. But I do indeed freak out. We don’t know if I’ll leave until Monday, one day before I would leave. And that’s where we are right now. Waiting to know if I’m leaving or not, but preparing and saying goodbye to as many people as I can, in case I do.
If the Navy Wife Life has taught me one thing, it’s that you can’t plan for anything. And if you know me, I’m a planner. I plan daily. I wake up and write everything I need to do for that day. So not knowing if I’m leaving in four days is glorious.
My dad was the first person I told, which is typical, because it’s easiest to tell him. His reply was,”Nah, just leave and don’t tell anyone bye!” That’s my dad, gotta love him!
Next, I told my best friend. Her reply to everything I said was, “Yeah, yeah, yeah.” I asked, “Are you okay?” Her response, “Yeah.” A little bit of shock, ya think?
Way last, I told my mom. This is because she is definitely the hardest person to tell, and I was positive I would cry when I told her. I surprisingly didn’t. My mom took it pretty good, mostly because everything is still up in the air.
So, we’re in limbo. Though this hasn’t been easy, it’s all worth it. God has the greatest plan for us and we’re ready for it. This is the best way I’m able to write out how I feel about this chaos and the easiest way to update everyone. I’m by no means a good writer, but I try. I’ll continue to post updates as we find out more.
“Never forget that life can only be nobly inspired and rightly lived if you take it bravely and gallantly, as a splendid adventure in which you are setting out into an unknown country, to face many a danger, to meet many a joy, to find many a comrade, to win and lose many a battle.” — Annie Besant