“What Next?” Thoughts on Moving, by Shari

03 Feb 2012 3 Comments

by shalimamma in Victory Stories from YOU!

My husband and I spent our Honeymoon moving to Southern California.  My dream had always been basically, and I get criticized for this but I was comfortable admitting this was my dream: To follow my husband anywhere and do what it takes to help him. I just am not passionate about anything else. Recently I have decided that when my kids are older I will be a doula but even now that passion is so-so compared to supporting him.

The move to California was the first move (besides across town) I had ever made. We married straight out of High School so mostly I was excited. Also everything fell into place extremely well. I was home sick but mostly felt adventurous. Also we were so blessed. Our local parish was amazing. We met beautiful couples who took us under their wings, partnered with us to make a movie for the marriage group and just were a joy to have in our lives.

I had been working while my husband had worked and went to school. I was to become a Stay at Home Mom (our son had joined the family after 2 years of marriage) I lost a good job just before he graduated. I collected unemployment but we lived in a tiny one bedroom apartment that cost an arm and a leg and unemployment wasn’t cutting it at all. So I found a job in Colorado and my parents helped us moved. Mom even said it was an investment so she could have us closer, back to Colorado. It was a tough choice but we had to move to Colorado. That was the move that was hard on me. I was happy that there’d be family. But not the friends I had come to love and it frankly meant risking my husband’s ability to build a career.

Things haven’t gone well in Colorado. I’ll be frank. I have met some lovely people some of the closest friends I have ever had, enjoy being in my home state, having free babysitting by the best kind of sitters. But we’ve dealt with unemployment again. Now we have no idea what to do. It’s been an especially rough few months and it’s really testing our faith. I wanted to share but then I didn’t want to because it is so fresh and so painful, I mean we are still in midst of it all and it’s not exciting at all, like the move to California 8 years ago was. It’s just scary and I am terrified about what we may have to do, to do what we have to do and how it may be hard on my kids, my marriage and my faith. Even worse is not really knowing WHAT the next move is…