We have waited 5 months for information and now that we finally have news I feel NUMB. You mentally prepare yourself for every base on your list, but no matter how hard I tried I favored and dreamed of living in Europe again. Most the books I read take place in Europe in various time frames throughout history. Europe is in my blood, and one day I will be there to live again, but sadly not this time around.
For the next 3 three years we will be experiencing something totally different. Kadena, Japan. When I got hubby’s text I felt a weight lifted in the fact that we finally knew what the heck was going on, but when I read Japan my heart fell.
It is 6800 miles away from my family and friends, a 16-hour time difference, and I haven’t found tickets for cheaper than $1,300. I don’t foresee lots of visitors, the houses are SMALL and so that means LOTS of stuff must to go and both our cars must sell.
Back in August I told the girls that we had to be prepared for Japan even though we had no desire to go there. In 13 years I have never said, “ I didn’t sign up for this”, but last night I caught myself saying that. I know given time I’ll enjoy this assignment, but now it is a far cry from what I hoped, prayed, and dreamed of. That is my fault for letting myself get carried away in the daydreaming process of returning to Europe because after all this is the military and we really don’t get a say in anything. We just put down the four places in order of most wanted and pray. I must say I’m not completely depressed by this but I’m not swinging from the chandeliers either.
Girls are making a list of things they are excited about doing, learning to scuba dive is one and I can still teach Zumba. We are just getting started so give us time a the list will grow.