These last few days have been like riding a tornado. As soon as you get to where you’re going, you are picked up and swished away to another location. Once leaving the bubble of Camp Mikell, we have been on the move. We traveled back and forth from Rome to Marietta and back again. It was bitter sweet seeing all our friends and family. People seemed excited for us. I felt almost numb. There is so much going on that it is hard to attach a feeling to it. This is probably because we have all felt like our emotions are so raw. We now move through them as if we were riding a wave.
It will be good to get settled again. Being gypsies for the last couple of months has been exciting and our family would not change a thing. However, knowing that everything is temporary gets a bit unsettling after a while. I know that I can’t wait to call our new apartment home.
Yesterday, I (Brad) drove thirteen hours. It went by fairly fast. I had two books on tape. This really took my mind off how much longer I had to drive and how many more wiles where ahead. I would catch my mind wandering as I drove. It was as if I were in a dream. I woul d think to myself…..is this really happening? Are we actually moving to New York? ARE YOU CRAZY??? Then the same feeling that I have had for some time now would come over me. I seemed to be reassured by the thought of just take the next step. Don’t try to get ahead of yourself. I could almost feel the apprehension subside. This whole process has seemed to work this way. We now call it our family motto “One step at a time”.
As for our family, I believe that we are all excited and anxious at the same time. I wonder how long it will take us to adjust. There are too many what if’s to mention. However, my main concern is how this change will affect my family. It is my hope that this experience will help mold us and through our experiences we will become even closer and more fulfilled. Hopefully, one day our children will look back at this time in New York and appreciate this experience.
It will be good to get settled again. Being gypsies for the last couple of months has been exciting and our family would not change a thing. However, knowing that everything is temporary gets a bit unsettling after a while. I know that I can’t wait to call our new apartment home.
Yesterday, I (Brad) drove thirteen hours. It went by fairly fast. I had two books on tape. This really took my mind off how much longer I had to drive and how many more wiles where ahead. I would catch my mind wandering as I drove. It was as if I were in a dream. I woul d think to myself…..is this really happening? Are we actually moving to New York? ARE YOU CRAZY??? Then the same feeling that I have had for some time now would come over me. I seemed to be reassured by the thought of just take the next step. Don’t try to get ahead of yourself. I could almost feel the apprehension subside. This whole process has seemed to work this way. We now call it our family motto “One step at a time”.
As for our family, I believe that we are all excited and anxious at the same time. I wonder how long it will take us to adjust. There are too many what if’s to mention. However, my main concern is how this change will affect my family. It is my hope that this experience will help mold us and through our experiences we will become even closer and more fulfilled. Hopefully, one day our children will look back at this time in New York and appreciate this experience.
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