Well we’ve heard from our immigration lawyer and the application is being put together as we speak. There’s still quite a bit more that needs to be done in order to complete the application but it’s in process and that’s another step in the right direction. Plans (fingers-crossed hoping) for departure by March or April at the latest. Weeeeeeeeee!
In the spirit of true, brutal honesty and in remembering why I began this blog in the first place; I need to document this process, the good, the bad, and the ugly. And this process? Well it hasn’t been an easy one. In fact, it’s been downright trying and stressful at times. In that same breath however, it has been uplifting and encouraging, positive and exciting. It really just depends on the day.
Truth be told, it’s scary as hell. It’s not a fairy tale. It isn’t all rainbows and puppy dogs. It isn’t all smiles and happy dances. There’s heartbreak and sadness involved and even a little bit of fear. Yeah, fear.
No, this process is definitely not for the faint of heart.
It tests your strength, determination, faith, and decision making abilities. Really it tests who you are and how far you’ll go for love. How far you’ll go for the kind of love that you feel down in your bones, the kind of love that you fear living without because it lifts you to a place you never thought you’d get to go.
This process tests the strength of your relationships; not only with the person you’re moving to be with, but also everyone else in your life. Friendships, family, even the occasional acquaintance is questioned because why would they want to get to know you if you’re just going to up and leave in a few months anyway?
No, this process isn’t really a joyful one; it’s one you simply must go through in order to live life with your person, your partner.
The closer departure time gets, the more real it all becomes, the more I realize I’m not really scared or stressed about moving to and living in another country with my guy; instead it’s the leaving my friends and family behind that puts the fear in my heart. Relationships are going to change, some already have (and sadly not for the better), most all of them will be tested, and not everyone is going to be supportive or encouraging.
But hey, that’s life; it’s what we have to face and learn to accept due to the decisions we’ve made. After all that’s a big part of the deal, right; facing the reactions caused by your actions. Or something like that.
So to anyone who calls this a real life fairy tale, that I’ve found my (very) handsome prince and I’ll be living in a beautiful country to be with him; you’re right, it’s a blessing to have stumbled into such a good, strong, incredible love and we’re both crazy happy that we get to be together (yes, you’re sensing a but).
Wait for it… … …
But we must remember that fairy tales are laden with ups AND downs, good AND bad and there’s never really a happy ending; sure the guy kisses his gal at the end and the music plays and the lights fade and the birds tweet their twitterpated songs but…but…but… well then the next day arrives and life goes on and it can be messy and icky and a downright pain in the arse. Oh it can be beautiful, but it can also be ugly.
Let’s be honest here, life isn’t about happy endings and fairy tales and all that other mushy stuff; it’s about making decisions, making mistakes, celebrating successes, being happy, embracing love, and focusing on the good. Even when the bad is really bad and the good seems to dim a little in the every day spotlight; it’s still there, the good, and it’s still worth holding out for day after day. Why? … … Because.