I think one of the cheesiest and most cliche quotes is all too applicable at the present time:
Life is what happens when you're busy making other plans.
As a blogger who shares a lot about my life, it can be challenging to know the best way to share the most unhappy and unfortunate aspects, especially when they are not directly about me. I've been procrastinating this post similarly to the way I've been denying its reality. At any rate, here's the situation:
Basically ever since Gerry got his good news, his father has been in the hospital. He went in for some major surgery, but was expected to be out in a week. His post-surgery recovery, however, has been a mess. I want to respect his family's privacy and not get into the details. I'll just say things are serious, and it has become clear that we cannot move across the country at the moment as scheduled. Gerry needs to be with his family right now. Family comes first.
While many things about the present situation are stressful and frustrating, I feel really grateful. We spent most of the month optimistic that everything would work out according to plan, but Gerry made the call Saturday night to pull the plug on our move date. Since then I've been overwhelmed by the support our friends and family have given us. We had a Going Away Party on Sunday and I couldn't believe how many supportive words, hugs, gifts and advice we were given. My mom's high school girlfriends made us the sweetest road trip care package, which Gerry described as "heartwarming," and that's exactly what it is. Because I know so many people are routing for us and wanting us to succeed, I know we will get there, even if things aren't going exactly as planned.
|the only picture of us from the party. totally forgot to keep up w/ documenting & take OOTDS|
I'm also grateful that Gerry's job is being so understanding and compassionate about when we can get to Oregon. There's just no way to know what is going to happen or when, so I'm really relieved he has found a company willing to put faith in him and support him. I'm also thankful my job is letting me continue to work without knowing how long I'll be around. I need to be working if we're still here. Every dollar helps!
I don't believe in prayer because I don't know if there is a God. It's not because I was not raised to pray, I was, but over time the ritual seemed too methodical. It lost its meaning, and I lost my faith. It was a loss never mourned. However, over the past few years I've developed a habit of talking to the universe. I prefer to be outside, I prefer it to be nighttime, and I prefer when I can see the moon and stars. I find comfort in what I can see, and what I know. But I also believe in karma and I believe the universe can return the good vibes you put out there. I've been spending time talking to the universe and trying to keep a positive attitude.
Despite having a lot of uncertainties, questions and worries, I do ultimately know:
- I am insanely in love with my partner
- Moving to Portland is our shared dream
- Although the timing is up in the air, we'll get there.
How do you take comfort when unforeseen circumstances get in the way of your plans?