seeds of change

In February of 2018, my husband  and I loaded our twin toddlers, dog, cat, and all of our worldly possessions into my car, a Uhaul trailer, and a 26' Penske truck, and drove 2,600 miles (in five and a half DAYS!!!) to our new 'home'. At least, where the Marine Corps is telling us home is, for the next three years.

Seven months prior to that, my husband had moved to North Carolina solo to report to his new duty station, and I had been alone with the twins, animals, and all of the household responsibility that comes with homeownership.  You could safely say that I was going into this move physically, emotionally, and mentally depleted.

I've had very mixed feelings about this whole endeavor, as I've only ever lived in Southern California my entire life.  And Eastern North Carolina is in no way like Southern California.  I was feeling a little unmoored and homesick, to say the least.

There is a mantra in the military though, pertaining to situations like this: "Bloom where you are planted". Thrive in the environment in which you find yourself.  Be a weed, if you will.

Unfortunately, I am not a weed. I have a hard time with change.  But... this is me, attempting to 'bloom', and to find the beauty in our current circumstances.