My husband and I moved to Maryland one month after getting married. At the time he was stationed in Miami which was only a five hour drive and 45 minute flight from my family in Jacksonville. Maryland is roughly a 12 hour drive from Florida. Moving away from my family was one of the hardest changes that I have faced as a new militarty wife.
I have always lived near my family. I went to a college that was only 30 minutes away and I visited pretty much every other weekend. I knew when I started dating Marek that frequent moves would be part of my life. It didn’t bother me.
Why didn’t it bother me?
I am no stranger to moving. Growing up I moved 3 times because of my dad’s job. My dad is not in the military. His job just had us move every so often.
I am used to saying goodbye friends. I am used to having to pack. I am used to starting over again in a new place.
So naturally I didn’t think that moving with my handsome husband would be hard.
However, saying goodbye to my family was super hard because I didn’t know when I would see them next (thanks COVID). I cried the night I had to say bye to my sister, brother-in-law and baby nephew. I cried as our car pulled out of my parents driveway and my mom and dad stood there trying not to cry too.
I had mixed emotions. I was excited to be finally be starting my life with Marek but sad about not being able to see my family and friends everyday. I was nervous about having to make friends and wondered if working at home was the right choice.
I am grateful that we moved to Maryland. Marek has several friends who live near us and I have become close friends with their significant others. They are some the sweetest women that I know and they have helped make the transition of moving a lot easier. They have invited me to their houses for coffees or have just gone on walks with me. They have even supported my business!! They have understood how hard this transistion has been and for that I will be forever grateful.
I am grateful for technology. I am able to FaceTime my mom and sister everyday. I am able to have virtual snack time with my nephew. We are able to have family game nights and still get to celebrate things together like birthdays.
But I still have days that are hard. It doesn’t help that we are still in the middle of a pandemic and it is hard to meet people. We haven’t been able to attend church in person so not being part of a church commmunity has been difficult as well. I haven’t been able to volunteer at our local domestic violence shelter like I had planned on.
So how do I cope with these bad days? Well to be honest I cry and then I make a big to do list of things to distract me. The day that I am writing this post has been a tough day where I miss my family and friends. I allowed myself to feel bad and then made of list of things I want to accomplish.
I also need to shout out my husband! He has been very understanding and supportive when those bad days pop up. He offers to watch my favorite tv show with me, makes me lunch, or asks what he can do to help around the house. He is a keeper and I am grateful that his family raised such a caring and sweet man!
We have lived in Maryland now for almost 6 months and I finally feel settled. I am hoping that we will be staying here for another 3 years (we find out in March). However, I feel confident I will handle any adventure God throws our way next!