Glad to say that my husband's job news arrived today, by overnight mail.
It's felt very funny to me that the boss already knew, weeks ago, exactly where each of the researchers and technicians are going. But everyone had to wait for official letters. That waiting and anticipating had been like pulling hangnails for me, something I am very good at. Just glad this time I did not draw blood.
Several people who are very firmly planted in our Piedmont town, are really suffering over their relocation assignments.
We could be suffering over ours too. My ability to use my program to live one day at a time, and detach from our current home, while enjoying each day, has paid off. But I think my son is suffering, quietly. And I just have to let him feel his emotions and try to help him look for the good when he is ready. All he has ever known is our red clay soils, pine and oak woodlands and our city/county of 200 thousand. He has good friends here, some of whom he has known since he was a baby.
My husband and I are being cautiously optimistic, and very grateful that he is looking forward to the research in the new job, and that the move is a day's drive west of here. We are treating this as an adventure, and will go there as a family to visit over the Spring break. Hopefully that trip help our son "prepare" emotionally and help him find something to look forward to.
We'll be moving to a town less than a tenth the size of our current one, an easy drive from Memphis. The nearest Emotions Anonymous meeting, at least initially, will be an hour away from us. I just called a contact person for that group, and found out ours will be a region where people cannot afford to buy the literature. Meetings are well attended (for EA) but the kitty from each meeting amounts to a dollar or two, all told.
Going to be very interesting to adapt to a new culture. There will be a college in my new hometown which may make our group's buying power a little stronger, but still, I need to be real. Poverty is knocking. New emotional sensitivities are going to be developing for me in this move.
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Your attitude is remarkable, I love it.
ReplyDeleteI grew up in a military family, and we moved every few years. The concept of living in the same place for a lifetime is foreign to me. In hindsight, having to adjust to different environments, different beliefs, and different "cultures" (yes, even in the US we have cultures) taught me perseverance and resilience. And new emotional sensitivities. A good thing, I think!
Yes, a new adventure! Frightening yet exciting.
ReplyDeleteThanks Marcia and Lou for your comments. I really went down hard after I wrote that post Got very caught up in my anxiety about leaving my safe havens in community. Got terrifically afraid!
ReplyDeleteOK, now what is the deal with all these ad links... I mean really they turned your use of the words "military family" into a pop-up ad, Lou. How do we get rid of those links?
Smitty, one of the positive things is that you are not going to the other coast but a day's drive away. That is doable for going back to visit. I don't like to move or have changes like that either. I am a southern boy, and I have to live on the coast. I think that my roots are here for good.
ReplyDeleteHi Smitty, I'm sorry I haven't been by in a while. Hang in there, you have a good outlook :0) A new adventure indeed!
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