Pour Your Heart Out: Glass Seven
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Are you tired of hearing me say that I'm moving this week? Because I'm tired of it.
This isn't a big move. Just about 30-45 minutes away. Not life-altering like some of the other moves I've made in my life. This one is only a pain in that we have to get everything packed up and leave the beach. But, there isn't any other drama associated with it. I'll tell you about a few of the moves I've made where it wasn't an easy move like this one.
There's a difference between moving with lots of boxes and moving with lots of baggage.
The day after my 22nd birthday, I moved 600+ miles away from home to accept a teaching job in a place where I had only spent one day. I wanted to be sure that I had a job and I'd always wanted to live on the beach. But, then, once I got to my new place(yes, I even managed to find an apartment in that one day that I'd spent there, just 3 miles away from my school), I started to panic, thinking, what the heck did I do? I don't know anyone here. I don't even know where anything is here! And that was in 1999, when you couldn't just ask your smart phone for directions. I didn't even have a cell phone in those days.
I panicked because I doubted myself. Could I really teach? Could I, the complete introvert, meet new people? Or was I just going to spend all my time when I wasn't at work correcting papers, watching tv, and reading? Not that that is a bad thing at all, but the thought of not having anyone to talk to ever was scary.
That turned out to be a great move. I found friends who were like family. And found out that I could be an amazing teacher. And I developed a lot of confidence because of it. It didn't hurt that I moved into a huge military town where all I had to do to get asked out was to leave the house.
The next big move I made is what I refer to as the "lost year" or "the year I pretend didn't happen" because it is the year that I moved with my then-fiance to upstate NY, where I again didn't know anyone, except for him, of course. I was worried because it was a lot of change all at once. Moving somewhere I'd never been. Moving in with someone. That someone having just gotten out of the military and trying to figure out what he was doing with his life. Starting a new teaching job, this one in the inner city.
That move was a disaster. And so, the next big move I made was actually less than a year later, back to NC. That was a hard move because, at the time, I thought myself to still be in love and I didn't really want to leave; I just made myself because I knew it was the best thing for me. But, leaving and then returning to the same place, especially to people who knew why I'd left in the first place, was really difficult.
Looking back, I realize that it was the right thing to do and I was being strong in making that move, at the time: I felt like a failure.
Though, it was soon after that when I met Hubs. So, all of my dramatic, life-altering, cross-country moves happened to lead me to him.
But, hopefully, we're done with the dramatic moves.
This isn't a big move. Just about 30-45 minutes away. Not life-altering like some of the other moves I've made in my life. This one is only a pain in that we have to get everything packed up and leave the beach. But, there isn't any other drama associated with it. I'll tell you about a few of the moves I've made where it wasn't an easy move like this one.
There's a difference between moving with lots of boxes and moving with lots of baggage.
The day after my 22nd birthday, I moved 600+ miles away from home to accept a teaching job in a place where I had only spent one day. I wanted to be sure that I had a job and I'd always wanted to live on the beach. But, then, once I got to my new place(yes, I even managed to find an apartment in that one day that I'd spent there, just 3 miles away from my school), I started to panic, thinking, what the heck did I do? I don't know anyone here. I don't even know where anything is here! And that was in 1999, when you couldn't just ask your smart phone for directions. I didn't even have a cell phone in those days.
I panicked because I doubted myself. Could I really teach? Could I, the complete introvert, meet new people? Or was I just going to spend all my time when I wasn't at work correcting papers, watching tv, and reading? Not that that is a bad thing at all, but the thought of not having anyone to talk to ever was scary.
That turned out to be a great move. I found friends who were like family. And found out that I could be an amazing teacher. And I developed a lot of confidence because of it. It didn't hurt that I moved into a huge military town where all I had to do to get asked out was to leave the house.
The next big move I made is what I refer to as the "lost year" or "the year I pretend didn't happen" because it is the year that I moved with my then-fiance to upstate NY, where I again didn't know anyone, except for him, of course. I was worried because it was a lot of change all at once. Moving somewhere I'd never been. Moving in with someone. That someone having just gotten out of the military and trying to figure out what he was doing with his life. Starting a new teaching job, this one in the inner city.
That move was a disaster. And so, the next big move I made was actually less than a year later, back to NC. That was a hard move because, at the time, I thought myself to still be in love and I didn't really want to leave; I just made myself because I knew it was the best thing for me. But, leaving and then returning to the same place, especially to people who knew why I'd left in the first place, was really difficult.
Looking back, I realize that it was the right thing to do and I was being strong in making that move, at the time: I felt like a failure.
Though, it was soon after that when I met Hubs. So, all of my dramatic, life-altering, cross-country moves happened to lead me to him.
But, hopefully, we're done with the dramatic moves.
Labels: pour your heart out
posted by Shell at
12:05 AM
50 Comments:
I really love reading your "Pour Your Heart Out" posts. Even when you're looking back on something painful, you seem to always find the beauty or the rightness in it. You're such a strong person.
And I've been voting cause, let's face it, he's just adorable.
You have a great way with words Shell and such a positive attitude! There's always lessons to be learned from these difficult experiences we got through.
I hope this move will be your best!
....and I hope Mason wins! :) You're gonna have a heartbraker on your hands. :)
I never made the second dramatic move but you and I made out big moves far from home the same year 1999 and I moved from a tiny town in Oklahoma where dirt roads ruled and cows could be seen almost anywhere to Houston TX (well right outside it) I had never been to a big place I had to drive here by myself I cried 6 of the 9 hours I drove and in the end I moved here for my ex and when we divorced I just stayed after 11 years I am home... I am so glad for the tough things in my life that make my life now what it is supposed to be...Thanks for sharing Shell!
I want to second what Laurel said, I was going to write basically the same thing. I love you Shell
Your post is much like how I am feeling this week. We find out if we are moving from So. Cal to Memphis, TN. I have never lived anywhere else in my 44 years.. I am excited and scared and anxious to hear an answer... If the answer is yes... then I'll worry about the packing... and then the friends..
Love to you
kelly
I have to get back to Pour Your Heart Out Posts. I had to get these reviews up with a few more to write, then I will be back on my bloggy schedule.
I hate moving. I moved the most when I was single. Only grew up in 2 houses and now that we have been married we have only lived in 2.5 (.5 was when we had to live at my inlaws lake place while we had this house built). :)
Good luck with the move!...and the unpacking!
Great post. I haven't had any dramatic moves but I have had a lot.. two of which while I was pregnant :)
Oh moving is never fun...near or far.
Have you ever told the story of how you met your husband?
Moving is always so tough.. but hopefully this one is a lot easier! I had to do it recently and while it was a bitch, I think it's better all in all. Good luck!
Moving is always so tough.. but hopefully this one is a lot easier! I had to do it recently and while it was a bitch, I think it's better all in all. Good luck!
I think moving is tough period, throw in the Drama and it's hell.
Hope all is going well.
Wow I give you so much credit in the first place for making the move to NC by yourself, that takes a strong person. I do believe in faith, so these moves did lead you right to your hubby...Love the way you write!
Hubby and I moved to NC basically by looking at a map and finding an apartment through apartment guide and a phone. It was the best and scariest thing I have ever done...moving always feels like a big question.
I'm glad yours have always given you the right answers.
Have an awesome day.
Isn't it weird how everything happens for a reason?? When I met my husband, I had just moved to CT with a guy I'd known for A MONTH. I mean, WHO DOES THAT?? But if I hadn't been nutso I never would've met my now hubby and I wouldn't have my beautiful son!
I love how everything happens for a reason that we don't yet know.
"God blessed the broken road that led me straight to you"
Wayne and I have the same theme!
I hope that all of your dramatic moves are over and done with :) I have made one of those moves that was very dramatic and made me feel like the world was ending. Turns out it was the best thing for me. Funny how life works, huh? :)
I haven't really had any dramatic moves, however, if you want to count moving back and forth to college, I've moved 14 times. I can't believe it's that many!! Without back-and-forth college moves, it's 6. That still seems like a lot!
I hope everything goes smoothly on Friday!
I've never had such a dramatic move. As much as I sometimes want to move to a completely new place and start over, it's a very scary thought.
It's funny how things work out. I guess you were meant to be in NC.
I've never made a move -- lived in the same small town my entire life. So much of me wants to take the chance to move and find out what life is like in another place, but so much (family & financially) holds me back as well.
Thank you for posting this, it made me realize that I (an introvert like you) might have this in my future.
It's fun hearing about your experiences. Moving can be a pain but it does lead us to the next phases of our lives. I'll be doing that in a few weeks myself.
Hey shell.. I just finally finshed my moving.. as you well know I posted about last week and the week before lol.. and like you i was only moving down the road (almost seems more of a pain than moving to anew state etc).. we moved literally like maybe five minutes down the road.. seems to have taken us FOREVER!!! So i know your pain... (want some boxes) lol j//k!
Thanks for your meme.. I LOVE doing this one!
Good luck with your move! It's nice to move boxes rather than baggage, but doesn't any move seem to just take forever?! Just when you think you're done packing ... there's more! Hope you get to feel settled soon.
I think we really are soul sisters...
I'll share my moving stories soon and you will see. :)
I have moved somewhere around 18 times in my life - nope not military. Just lots of house hopping in college and post. My happiest moment was buying our house and realizing I wouldn't be moving again - EVER!
I made one big move (from Upstate NY to NC) and it was the best thing I ever did. I've moved several times with my husband, but those aren't "mental moves". I go with him because he's where I belong. But that 1st one? So scary and hard and all by myself. And still, the best decision I ever made....
Also, Upstate NY? Sucks.
We moved around alot when I was a kid. Like I went to three different schools in fourth grade alone. So it's really important to me to leave my kids in one place. Now that we just built our new house, I'm not going anywhere. I think.
I hear ya. All that moving is hard on the spirit! Hope this one turns out to be a blessing and that you find lots of new friends waiting for you!
Cool to read about your first move, Shell.
I made a similar move when I was 20 years old, right after high school and military service. I moved 500 km (300 miles) away from home, to work as a teacher assistant in elementary school, on a small island off the coast of Winterland. In total there where 50 kids in the school, age 8 to 15 yo. Had never been to that island before and didn't know anyone. But I met a lot of nice people, and had a great year working there. I lived in a small house 10 feet from the beach, with a fantastic view when weather was good, and waves flushing water over my kitchen windows in the winter hurricanes >:)
Cold As Heaven
You sound like me moving around so much! I think wherever we end up is where we're meant to be-everything always seems to turn out for the better:) but it totally sucks being so far from family especially when you have kids!!xoxo
ya baggage moves are the worst! I have had a few of those...may be having another one really soon actually...blah blah!
I am glad this move will be a somewhat easy one for you! Sorry I am not joining your meme today my post would just be depressing and I need to try to be happy.
I feel that hard moves always lead you to where you are supposed to be but dang it I'm tired of hard!
I've moved lots of times myself, but never by myself. You're a pretty strong person for doing that. I could have never done it.
Hopefully no more dramatic moves either!
What a sweet story Shell! I always wondered what it would be like to live in NYC. I am so glad things turned out the way that they did. Otherwise, we wouldn't be voting for Mason right now!! I have no doubt you were a fantastic teacher sweet lady!
Blessings
Things always seem to work out in the end. Too bad that fiance-to-be lost you!
I loved what Angie said about "God blessed the broken road" that is so true! Amazing post Shell.
I believe that everything happens for a reason. I also believe in fate and pre destiny.
Voted for the little man. He's so cute. If he wins I'm gonna feel like a proud mama!!! I'm so thinking of you moving and loved hearing about your other moves. Best thing about moving, and Lord, don't I know it, is getting to start fresh. I'm thinking of you darlin'.
Alex aka Ma
such a good line-
"There's a difference between moving with lots of boxes and moving with lots of baggage."
and so true, huh? When Champ and I decided to move here to Vermont we were excited, but scared and secretly unsure if we were doing the right thing. Why leave a good thing? Well, like you discovered, there are always new good things around every corner- just took a life altering move to figure it out!
You're down to the final stretch with this move- hope the weekend goes smoothly :)
You were so brave to move somewhere where you'd only spent one day and knew no one!!! That speaks to your character and personality. You're amazing. You can totally get through this move, considering everything else (and all the baggage) you've dealt with before...hang in there! the finish line is near.
You have had some drama moves.
I've moved 2000 miles away and also next door. Its easier to move 2000 miles than next door. You prepare more.
I usually hate it when people say everything happens for a reason. But sometimes it just seems that things DO happen for a reason! =)
Everything happens for a reason...it is nice to see that it all worked out in the end!!
I'm a firm believer that everything happens for a reason and this is a perfect example!!! I admire your courage to pack up and move with no clue as to where it will take you! I don't think I could do that!
Moves are truly one of the most draining experience one can have! I wish you laughter and a strong back:) Glad it's not a dramatic move...just a move:)
Moves are always hard on me. Even if it's a wanted move it's still hard leaving those memories behind in those places. I am so happy that you followed your heart back to NC where you met your husband--your heart was definitely speaking to you there :)
xo & voted for mr. cutie!
I hate moving. Period. But sounds like dramatic moves aren't too bad for ya, especially meeting the hold hubs.
Oh wow I don't think I could ever move that far. You're so freaking brave but the beach is wonderful and that is very tempting :)
I had a very similar thing happen too. It is hard to leave, but it is better for your heart in the end. I was an idiot and went back for a "visit". Finally ended up moving to California. I came out for 2 weeks to stay with friends, and found a job in SF. I loved it! I stayed!
I HATE moving. I'm planning on one more move for the rest of my life, to a bigger house in the same town!
All of our dramatic moves just lead us to the place we were supposed to be...that sounds deep, but that's all I got (I am not deep). Good luck with the new move!
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