Facing Uncertainty

This post has been a long time coming. Way back in November, I vouched to be the type of blog writer that would tell you not just about all the things I love, but also the things I do. Who I am. I promised to start putting myself out there a little more. And, dear Internet, that is exactly what I intend to do. Let me begin by saying, there are oh so many things that you do not know about me. Jemma suggested back on the original post that I tell you more about Breakfast Tuesdays, and I will [oh will I!]. But, well, I'll save that for a more random entry. Today I have a purpose.

All my life I have hated surprises. I loved them in and of themselves, but I have always hated the anticipation. The angst leading up to them. And so forth. I'm known in my family for opening gifts early and rushing things just to get them over with [sad, I know].

But, in two and a half months my husband, my dog, and I will pack up and move across the country. The catch? We have no idea where we are moving. We won't, in fact, know until about six weeks before the move. It all has to do with my husband and the matching system he's placed into, so we have a little bit of say, but not much. Can you imagine, dear friends, what this has done to me? Initially, I think I was so bewildered by it all that I would complain to anyone that would listen. Let's be clear here: I'm excited, thrilled even, at the idea of moving - it's the not-knowing-where and the not-knowing-until-right-before-we-go parts that kill me.

But now? I have gotten so used to the idea that - and I'm being totally honest here - I think it's kind of fun. I mean, we don't have to choose. We will just go wherever we're told. Wherever we land, it will be an adventure. But most importantly? We'll be together.

Of course it doesn't hurt that the prospects aren't so bad either.

But, coping with this uncertainty I truly feel has made me a stronger person. Sure, it might sound silly. But in two weeks I will begin cleaning and packing our house for a destination unknown. And, I can't wait.

If you've made it this far you most certainly deserve a prize. So, I give you my precious furbaby Kira. She is, without a doubt, the love of my life [along with my husband, of course].