My life is about to change. Big time.
It all happened quite rapidly to be honest. I wish I could say I planned it that way… But it seems everything just fell into place at the same time. I didn’t have some glorious plan or bucket list that I was set out to achieve. I suppose I’m just lucky that it happened the way it did…
D and I have shared a lot of conversations… We’ve spoken at length about things that don’t really matter and laughed about the things that do. We had dabbled with the idea of marriage and had spoken about how crazy it would be to move away from home. I always assumed it would happen, one day… In the distant future. I suppose the crazy thing about the future is that it’s always impending. The present becomes the past before you realise the moment is gone, and then all of a sudden you’re facing the future and it never seemed that far away to begin with.
So there I was, staring into the face of the man I love, down on one knee with a box propped open. I was staring into the face of my future and maybe I should have been more apprehensive about it all, but the simple thought of being with him for the rest of my life was pleasantly calming. How silly was I to imagine my future without him for one moment? He had always been the one.
As if the excitement of being engaged weren't enough, our dreams of moving to the UK were soon becoming a scary reality… Despite not having received our working visas, we purchased two one way tickets to London and understandably began to freak out, just a little. A nerve racking sixteen days passed and finally we received our visas (hallelujah). Which brings us to date… Everything is in place now, we’ve just got to make it happen. There’s lots to do and twenty two years worth of stuff to pack in a suitcase or leave behind. The ‘To Do’ list is daunting and despite being a self confessed list addict, this one is particularly terrifying and has a deadline in the form of a one way ticket.
Twenty two days to go. I’m off on an adventure and this post marks the beginning of it all. Goodness know what possessed me to start this and who knows how long it will last… I figured I’d give documenting this crazy time in my life a really good shot, because it might be something interesting to read in a few years time…
Let the wild rumpus start!
Xxo
It all happened quite rapidly to be honest. I wish I could say I planned it that way… But it seems everything just fell into place at the same time. I didn’t have some glorious plan or bucket list that I was set out to achieve. I suppose I’m just lucky that it happened the way it did…
D and I have shared a lot of conversations… We’ve spoken at length about things that don’t really matter and laughed about the things that do. We had dabbled with the idea of marriage and had spoken about how crazy it would be to move away from home. I always assumed it would happen, one day… In the distant future. I suppose the crazy thing about the future is that it’s always impending. The present becomes the past before you realise the moment is gone, and then all of a sudden you’re facing the future and it never seemed that far away to begin with.
So there I was, staring into the face of the man I love, down on one knee with a box propped open. I was staring into the face of my future and maybe I should have been more apprehensive about it all, but the simple thought of being with him for the rest of my life was pleasantly calming. How silly was I to imagine my future without him for one moment? He had always been the one.
As if the excitement of being engaged weren't enough, our dreams of moving to the UK were soon becoming a scary reality… Despite not having received our working visas, we purchased two one way tickets to London and understandably began to freak out, just a little. A nerve racking sixteen days passed and finally we received our visas (hallelujah). Which brings us to date… Everything is in place now, we’ve just got to make it happen. There’s lots to do and twenty two years worth of stuff to pack in a suitcase or leave behind. The ‘To Do’ list is daunting and despite being a self confessed list addict, this one is particularly terrifying and has a deadline in the form of a one way ticket.
Twenty two days to go. I’m off on an adventure and this post marks the beginning of it all. Goodness know what possessed me to start this and who knows how long it will last… I figured I’d give documenting this crazy time in my life a really good shot, because it might be something interesting to read in a few years time…
Let the wild rumpus start!
Xxo