Early on in our relationship, after a few drinks at dinner, Thommy put on his ‘I’m-trying-very-hard-to-be-serious’ face and said, “Rhea, I love you for so many reasons. You’re beautiful, thoughtful, intelligent, sweet and even funny sometimes.” I suppose I have my moments but since they are sporadic at best, I need to rely on others for their strength of humor.
“Never let go of hope. One day you will see that it all has finally come together. What you have always wished for has finally come to be. You will look back and laugh at what has passed and you will ask yourself… ‘How did I get through all of that?”
Thommy and I are heading to Syracuse tomorrow night, where we’ll spend a few days looking for jobs and apartments. This will be our sixth major move in 5 years. With that kind of experience and hindsight it’s easy to look back and see patterns emerge. I remember sitting in the SUNY Cortland Memorial Library, searching the internet for apartments in Wilmington, NC and being appalled that a two bedroom apartment could cost $500. Who has that kind of money? Lists are the single most important factor of any move and we have pages upon pages of documented struggles (“need mattress”), questions (“does that include water, sewer OR trash?”) and musings (“maybe we should donate all of our possessions and start over – except the mattress”).
I have so much more reflection to do regarding our professional mover status, but for now, I’m comforted by the fact that come mid-March, we will be able to sit back in peace, in our new home, in our new city, with our new jobs and say “How did we get through all that?” Until then, we’ll laugh each day.