maherwoman
Well-Known Member
I don't know...I just feel like posting this.
Moving here to Edmonton has really been a wonderful experience for us. We had the most awesome drive we could ask for, experienced really wonderful things on our trek here, really enjoyed the whole thing. I have people tell me, "Wow...that was a big move! What a tough decision to have to make!" And I really don't understand it!
You have to understand...I first heard about Canada from my mother when I was fourteen, so about fifteen years ago, and have wanted to live here ever since. Then I met Danny, Mr. Canadian, and got all excited that I might move here eventually...only to discover that he didn't WANT to move here, really. LOL!
Then things got more and more difficult for us in California, and we sat down and realized that at about the same moment, we both decided we needed to leave the state, possibly even the country. The two tough things about the decision to move here: leaving an easy, three-hour drive to see my dad, and going against a decision to move me to someone I consider my best friend. Other than that, it really wasn't tough at all! It was more exciting than scary!
And now we're here...and although things can be tough at times (we're living in close quarters, and at times you wind up too close for comfort, lol), it's still a THOUSAND times better than the life we'd been leading.
I can't quite put into words how difficult that time period was for us. We were living almost moment to moment, broke with no food, not even a microwave in the room, so we had to eat expensive fast food all the time. We were constantly worried about running out of money and having to live in the car (which would've facilitated an immediate need to rehome the animals, just because we wouldn't have all fit in the 4Runner). It was really this constant worry about surviving. I can't describe the stress level we had.
We did what we could to keep things happier than they could be. We got out of the "house" as often as possible so we didn't go stir crazy. I was spending four hours a day walking about two miles to and from a bus stop to go pick Em up from school. Part of that time, I was riding a bike instead of walking...which meant I had to lift my bike (and half the time both of our bikes) onto the bus bike rack. Anyone that's done this, knows how difficult it can be.
At any rate, we were having a REALLY hard time...and it was a serious test of our relationship as a family as a whole. BUT...we just forged ahead because we could feel that better days were ahead, and that eventually we would look back on the time, and would forever relish not having to live that way anymore. It's caused in us the ability to appreciate life more than probably most people.
So, here I am...and it's about 63F outside, and I'm cold. And I'm LOVING IT!! I wake up, and look outside to see pine trees and green grass, and open the window to smell fresh air. I go outside to see a vast array of birds and general wildlife (saw a wild bun last night right in our apartment complex!). It's truly wonderful.
I feel like all my dreams finally came true.
And now, to continue our quest for having another child...
And to continue building our family...because you guys know that four's just not enough for me, lol!! (I still plan on flying our Elvis home from Jesse's...and I plan on trying to adopt from the shelter nearby, or continue on with rescuing. Gotta get our babies back into their beautiful palaces first, and get good income going...but I have plans!
)
It's really wonderful...finally being able to relax after YEARS of stress...and months of immense stress.
Hugs to everyone,
Rosie*
Moving here to Edmonton has really been a wonderful experience for us. We had the most awesome drive we could ask for, experienced really wonderful things on our trek here, really enjoyed the whole thing. I have people tell me, "Wow...that was a big move! What a tough decision to have to make!" And I really don't understand it!
You have to understand...I first heard about Canada from my mother when I was fourteen, so about fifteen years ago, and have wanted to live here ever since. Then I met Danny, Mr. Canadian, and got all excited that I might move here eventually...only to discover that he didn't WANT to move here, really. LOL!
Then things got more and more difficult for us in California, and we sat down and realized that at about the same moment, we both decided we needed to leave the state, possibly even the country. The two tough things about the decision to move here: leaving an easy, three-hour drive to see my dad, and going against a decision to move me to someone I consider my best friend. Other than that, it really wasn't tough at all! It was more exciting than scary!
And now we're here...and although things can be tough at times (we're living in close quarters, and at times you wind up too close for comfort, lol), it's still a THOUSAND times better than the life we'd been leading.
I can't quite put into words how difficult that time period was for us. We were living almost moment to moment, broke with no food, not even a microwave in the room, so we had to eat expensive fast food all the time. We were constantly worried about running out of money and having to live in the car (which would've facilitated an immediate need to rehome the animals, just because we wouldn't have all fit in the 4Runner). It was really this constant worry about surviving. I can't describe the stress level we had.
We did what we could to keep things happier than they could be. We got out of the "house" as often as possible so we didn't go stir crazy. I was spending four hours a day walking about two miles to and from a bus stop to go pick Em up from school. Part of that time, I was riding a bike instead of walking...which meant I had to lift my bike (and half the time both of our bikes) onto the bus bike rack. Anyone that's done this, knows how difficult it can be.
At any rate, we were having a REALLY hard time...and it was a serious test of our relationship as a family as a whole. BUT...we just forged ahead because we could feel that better days were ahead, and that eventually we would look back on the time, and would forever relish not having to live that way anymore. It's caused in us the ability to appreciate life more than probably most people.
So, here I am...and it's about 63F outside, and I'm cold. And I'm LOVING IT!! I wake up, and look outside to see pine trees and green grass, and open the window to smell fresh air. I go outside to see a vast array of birds and general wildlife (saw a wild bun last night right in our apartment complex!). It's truly wonderful.
I feel like all my dreams finally came true.
And now, to continue our quest for having another child...
And to continue building our family...because you guys know that four's just not enough for me, lol!! (I still plan on flying our Elvis home from Jesse's...and I plan on trying to adopt from the shelter nearby, or continue on with rescuing. Gotta get our babies back into their beautiful palaces first, and get good income going...but I have plans!
) It's really wonderful...finally being able to relax after YEARS of stress...and months of immense stress.
Hugs to everyone,
Rosie*
