In less than 24 hours we will receive the keys to our first home. This time has been chaotic, exciting, frustrating – a perfect blend of terrifying and wonderful. We’ve laughed, cried, and stayed up sleepless nights while weighing our options. The decision to buy came up quickly and the opportunity even quicker. It’s been a whirlwind that is finally about to settle.
In less than 24 hours we’ll begin our fifth move in five years (my sixth, not that I keep track or anything.) We’ve called many places home together over the last five years – North Dakota, Southwestern Germany, Southeastern Turkey, North Dakota and now California. Every one of those homes and moves shaped who we are. Every one was home while we were there. But every one of those homes came with a clock counting down how many days we had left until we would move on again.
In less than 24 hours, we’ll stop that clock. Oh, maybe not forever the future is nothing if not unpredictable. But, for the first time since I moved to ND in July of 2010, there won’t be a deadline set for when we will say goodbye again. We will make friends who won’t necessarily have their own ticking clock. I’ll get to teach students for more than just a year and actually become part of their lives. We’ll put down roots and find out how we will grow when we aren’t being transplanted every so many months.
In less than 24 hours, we will begin the move home. I cannot wait.