The
biggest reason I decided to move to Arizona last year was because I felt, at
the time, I needed a fresh start. A
whole new chapter in my life in a whole new place. I was so excited about it. My children were excited too.
It
didn't happen.
In
spite of all my best efforts and good intentions so many weird things happened
to us last summer that kept impeding our ability to go. Everything from strange delays beyond my
control to mechanical trouble. There was
even a flash flood at one point. After
awhile I began to feel I was meant to stay here. It wasn't until I finally conceded to that
idea that things began to settle down but it still took me awhile to get there.
Looking
back at my posts just over a year ago when we set up our new to us RV and moved
into it I sounded like I was fine with the way things were going. I have to admit I was so pissed off. I did not
want to be here. I wanted to be
somewhere else. I wanted my fresh start.
I
remember after the girls went to school one morning and I was sitting at the
table, drinking my coffee and shopping on Craigslist for a bigger pickup
truck. I was still thinking I was going
to get out of here. As I scrolled
through all the listings I heard this colossal boom just to my right and I knew
exactly what that was. I didn't even
want to go outside. But I finally did.
One
of the four tires on the trailer had just suddenly blown out. Not just a little blow out either. We are talking major. Do you think God was trying to tell me
something? I think He was serious. I needed to stay here.
Why?
For
months I tried to figure it out and as the weather got colder and we dealt with
sub zero temperatures, power outages and frozen water lines I got more and more
irritated. The more irritated I got the
more crap kept happening. And then
finally I got a clue.
I
stopped being irritated and started to seriously embrace what I had and where I
was. I know I drove my one of poor
friend's nearly out of his mind but he stuck it out knowing I'd come to terms
with things. More than once he told me
to just calm down and get my shit together. He was so glad when I finally did. And guess what?
Everything
is okay. I'm okay, my kids are okay. My friends still love me. Not a single one of them has said "sure
wish you had moved". And I gave
them plenty of reason to feel that way, I'm afraid. I was not a happy camper.
Life
is great. It really, really is. And I'm finding I didn't have to move out of
state to get my fresh start because I'm getting it now. Finally.
So happy for you! I know there are times when I am miserable about things and when I look back I realize that the turning point for me becoming un-miserable was when I accepted my situation and circumstances and changed the way I looked at things. My attitude is usually what determines how things turn out and how I deal with them. Sometimes it's just hard to stop and realize that when I am actually in the thick of whatever is going on at the time. I think your attitude is wonderful and you will be rewarded for that!
ReplyDeleteIt sounds like you are right where you belong and I am glad that you are happy. I hope the girls are doing well too with being back home again. :)
I can't agree more. Attitude is everything. The girls are thrilled to be back home, in their rooms and with their friends at school so all is well. Still cleaning so I can finish unpacking. It is coming together though.
DeleteTime gives great perspective doesn't it? What was one so blurry, suddenly appears crystal clear! xo
ReplyDeleteFunny how long it can take sometimes to realize that God is stopping something that we think we want. One day, in retrospect, you will realize why he stopped the move from happening.
ReplyDeleteYour girls will have amazing memories and stories to tell of their year in an RV.
I know I must be meant to be here for a reason. And yes the stories they will tell. All kids need a good set of stories, ha, ha. :)
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