For those that don't know me, I look at purses when I am stressed. I own more than I will ever use and they have become my comfort item.
Anyway, first of all, I realized that when it came down to it, I don't actually want to move away from family. I never realized how much I rely on them. At the same time, I want Mat to get his certification and experience. Once again, I will be doing something to please someone else. But I think this will benefit us in the long run.
Secondly, I realized how much I hate packing when Mat started bringing in the boxes. I always manage to pack one or two boxes nicely and the rest is an absolute mess.
The packing is really nothing. I just don't look forward to driving away from the town I lived in for 25 years. I had my daughter here and I love this place.
I know leaving family will be harder than anything I have ever done. I would go through the healing I went through after having Kiara every day if it meant we could live here and do well financially. Sadly (and fortunately, for my under carriage) that isn't possible.
I was asked how my parents feel about our move by my mother-in-law and, naturally, her response was "They'll get used to it. We had to". Okay now I understand you had to go through this 5 years ago, but telling me that does not make friends and doesn't help for beans. I've heard that from her many times and I think this next time may be my final straw. I would never be mean to her because she is my husband's mother, but I will have to speak bluntly and to the point. I simply don't want to hear comments like that. So if you read this, Shane, you know. If you don't, well then I guess I'll have to message you through FB or something.
So the countdown has started. I hate it that I can't truly enjoy my birthday because this will be weighing on my mind the whole time.
