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For my Hunny…

This journey has not been all it could have been.  Anyone who’s been reading will know that.  There’s been deep hurt aimed our way over our decision to follow our hearts and make this move.  My Hunny is one the sweetest, most sensitive of men.  He’s tough on the outside, and rarely shows this softness to others, but he feels personal attacks deeply.

I’m with him.  No matter what.  Where others fail us, I will never falter.  I love him, and I want nothing more in this world than to see him happy, to see him succeed in his dreams and aspirations, to see him live his life without regrets.   No matter how hard it is for me, no matter how scared I might be.  He has ALWAYS been there for me, he’s shown me what Love really is, unconditional and unwavering.  I will do the same.  I will gather up our dreams, I will put in the long, hard hours, I be what he needs.  I’m with him.

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Provided For…

I know I’ve mentioned before that we are a Christian family.  Well, part of being Christian means we have to have a measure of faith that God has good plans for us and goes before us.  In fact, there is a verse in the Bible that says God can do “immeasurably more than all we ask or imagine” (Ephesians 3:20) and you know what?  That’s exactly how this whole move has played out.

Last autumn we had a bit of a financial set back.  Fast forward to this summer when we sold the house… we made more than we would have expected to get LAST summer when we first spoke to the Realtor!!  MORE than we imagined… and FAR more than we were set back.  Thank you, Lord!  Now we can pay our bank loan off, and any other creditors so that we can start this new chapter of our lives without the bondage of debt. 

Last week was particularly challenging for us as we came to the realisation that we’d been black listed to the family we were hoping on being able to get my husband boarded with while he went about his job search in a mere two months.  Wow.  Now it’s going to mean hotels or b&bs which we really hadn’t figured on needing to pay (we were going to offer a room and board amount to whoever would have helped him out, but we were NOT expecting to have to take from our safety net savings to cover full time hotels and three meals a day at restaurants and the likes. Yikes!)  AND we would still be maintaining a household here for myself and our two smaller children.  How would we do it?!?  Well, again, the Lord got their first and knew what He had in store for us.  When we sold our house rather faster than we expected, we were thinking we’d have to rent some place here temporarily (paying bills here) till my Hunny finds work.  But instead, we were offered a lovely cottage to use… and though I expected to pay at least a minimal amount rent to the generous mother of my best friend – NO… she’ll hear nothing of the sort.  She asked if we’d be willing to help her out by staining her back deck (ya, a few days of healthy labour in the cool September weather – no problem!)  That’s it.  Thank you again, Lord!

That means that the money we aren’t spending here, will help cover my Hunny there!  God knew, He knew how my Hunny’s family would react, He knew we’d be in need… and before we even knew our own need, He was making a way for it all to work out.

We feel so blessed.

It’s been a rough time as I’m very angry at the audacity of my Hunny’s family.  What right did they think they had to do such a thing?  What kind of parent goes purposely out of their way to sabotage their children’s success???  I must be a very different kind of person because not only would I never do that to one of my own children, I would never do that to ANYONE.  Not even them after all this… it’s just not right.  The world needs more encouragers and a whole lot less naysayers.

At least that’s my humble opinion.

Oh, and on a great note too:  I overestimated the space required for the “stuff” I would like to bring to the UK… we’d pre-decided that 18 boxes would be the maximum and I thought, “I will NEVER get everything that I need to into ONLY 18 boxes!!”  Well, My eyes must be bigger than my boxes… or is that my boxes are bigger than my eyes?  Because I am sitting here with only 8 boxes done, and I have packed more than .. wayyyyy more than half my stuff.  As in, what on earth am I going to fill these other 12 boxes with?!?!?  I know I can’t do bedding (sheets) because of bed sizes, but I’m thinking maybe blankets might be more “flexible” .  And of course there is winter coats and snowpants for the kids (do kids in the UK wear snowpants or is snowpant-worthy snow too rare?  No idea.)  And, OF COURSE, there is the non-electric kitchen gadgets… I can bring soooooo many now!

Life is good. 😉

AND passports (yes, those tappity-tap-tap passports which are STILL not here) are finally to the top of the pile.  We got an email this afternoon to confirm our mailing address before they dispatch them.  So I am guessing sometime next week we should have them (takes only a few days for the DHL guy) – and that will be a HUGE relief to finally have them in our little hands.  AND our original documents too, so we can renew/apply for our Canadian passports for trips back across the pond in future.

And we’re moving along!  (but now I really DO have to get back to packing.  Sorry. 😉 )

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Boo to the Naysayers


When you have a dream, do you listen to naysayers? What are naysayers? Are they truly “the voice of reason” or does naysaying stem from a certain insecurity or jealousy when faced with someone living their dreams? Why would that be?

I shared our dream the other day with an older man in our church.  I explained how this wasn’t a “impulsive” idea, that we’d been thinking about it for a long time, and that it was a dream of both of ours for many, many years (long before we ever met even!) and his words were so lacking in encouragement and comfort.  It near broke my heart.

He, of course, listed all the woes of the UK, Europe in general, and the foolishness of wanting to leave Canada (in that order, and don’t anyone remind me that the UK is NOT part of Europe, I know that… he apparently forgot.)… but then he started on some very strange things indeed.

For example… “they probably won’t hire you because of your accent” and “once you are there you will never be able to come back“.  What? and WHAT?  Now, let’s discard the latter first… of course we can come back.  I am a Canadian citizen by birth – I have a stronger claim to come back than I have to move there in the first place.  My Hunny is not only married to me, but he’s a citizen by his own rights. Odd, I tell ya.

The first one though stumped me.  Not only do I hope and pray it is completely unfounded – as England is a multicultural country with many people speaking with varying accents from Canadian to Pakistani, but what a horrible seed of doubt to plant in someone’s head!!!  I mean, really??  How useful is that a critique?  I mean, it’s not like I can help the accent I have, unless I “fake” a British accent which would get me caught out so fast it’d make your head spin.  And I think might be taken as me mocking their beautiful accent.  So why say it?

Is it that people are jealous of seeing others reach for their dreams as they sit complacently in their own lives with no goals and ambitions?  Or is it just boredom, keeping the status quo, ignorance?  Does anyone making a decision of this magnitude do so hastily?  I doubt it – the paperwork alone leaves a lot of time for reflection.  Yesterday I was feeling a little sick from those anxiety butterflies, but then I was comforted again and again by little “God-incidences” that reassured me that this is the right path… so far as we’ve tread it anyhow.

I am blessed though.  One of my bestest friends in the whole world is the complete opposite. She’s all about encouragement… from the first tears of realisation a year ago that it would mean we would very rarely see each other in person again in this lifetime to boosting my energy and motivation when I get stuck in my purging.  Everyone should have a friend like mine.  Thanks Jo!

I guess I’ll just take some good advice from Bing Crosby and The Andrews Sisters:

Have a POSITIVE day!

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