All posts tagged: Moving

The Post You All Have Been Waiting For…

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Ever since I was a little girl I dreamt about love and finding a husband.  But in a way, different than most girls might, I think.  From a young age, I imagined that I was going to have an incredible, strong, world-conquering marriage.  Before I even understood the fullness of matrimony, I knew I was destined to a partnership in the truest sense of the term that would stretch far outside of just the two of us.  I knew that an average, loving, healthy marriage would never be enough for me.  I wouldn’t settle for anything except “power couple” status and so I was going to make it happen. In October 2016, my husband and I went to a Marriage Conference put on by our church.  I was so excited for the weekend as we drove to the small coastal town in NH, dressed to the nines in anticipation of a super fun, and super romantic experience where we could grow and learn together. Fast forward to our ride back home.  It felt that my …

Its just stuff…

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Today, I am taking time to sit down, and reflect on the last week since my husband has returned home from his work trip.  He was gone for four weeks.  In some ways, it seemed like much longer, yet in others, it’s like he never left.  We have been quite busy since his return, one of the primary reasons being that our stuff has arrived. Bring out the champagne, put up the banners!!! This is a moment to celebrate!!! You see, when one makes a move such as New England to Hawaii, one has many choices to make.  Sell, or not sell?  Pack, or give away?  Does one attempt to pack, pallet, move, and ship on one’s own, or hire a moving company to take care of everything start to finish? We chose the latter, which seemed to be the easiest, yet definitely the most expensive option. We chose a company called Hawaii Moving and Storage.  Google them.  Because as I share this story you’re going to wonder if we did.  I swear, they had …

The Cliché Post

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It’s all about perspective, right? I thought I had this down, like to my inner heart of hearts down.  And then life changes. My family moved to Hawaii four and a half months ago, from the quaint and beloved state of New Hampshire.  The move was, for lack of better term for the sake of this post, very impulsive.  We did it on three weeks’ notice.  No, we aren’t military (everyone asks), and it wasn’t like a job assignment per say.  Originally, we came to Hawaii for a construction project we were a part of, but we thought it was a temporary deal.  We planned to be here for two months and that’s it.  But destiny had different plans.  We felt in our gut that we were supposed to make the incredibly temporary move, permanent. I know, it sounds adventurous and romantic and inspiring (and I hope it is all those things) but really, it’s just plain DIFFICULT.  Truly. You see, in New Hampshire I was getting to a place in life where I felt …