Good grief, it has been a while. A lot has happened since my last post. I got moved to a new job with the same company in July, about an hour away from home. My brother in law got offered a promotion at work that would move him, my sister (best friend), and my 2 nieces to Plano, TX. That is about 850 miles away from our little hometown here in Southeast TN. My heart was absolutely broken that I was "losing" them. It was the hardest thing I've done in a while, saying bye to them as they were leaving. I was hugging my sister and telling her bye while I was squalling, and my oldest niece, E.A, walked by and said "Mommy, Sarah don't feel good. Her's crying." I broke down all over again. When I was hugging the girls, and telling them bye, they both looked at me like I was crazy for crying like that, especially A.B., the baby.
I have been telling my mom, for as long as I can remember, that I wanted to live in TX. I talked to my sister and brother in law about moving with them in December, which, I did not do. I worked a while longer and decided that I would move in March. So I put in my 2 weeks notice at work and made a leap of faith. I moved to Texas like I had always dreamed about. It was my first time moving further than about a half a mile from my parents. I had never even been away from home for longer than a week, and that was just for a vacation. By the end of that vacation, I was so home sick and ready to be home.
I'm not sure what I was thinking, moving me and Opie 850 miles away, to a 1000 sqft, 2 bedroom apt that already has 4 people living in it. I lasted about 10 days before deciding to come home. I'm not sure I gave it a good chance, but those living arrangements just got to me I think. Plus I was so homesick, that I couldn't imagine staying there. So now I'm home, looking for a new job, broke as a joke. Ha.
However, something positive did come out of this. The lease on their apt is up in the fall, and they have decided to get a house with way more space, and I have decided to try again once the living arrangements have changed a little bit. So, for now, I am back at home and struggling still with debilitating migraines and being jobless, with no insurance to be able to do anything about them. I'll live, and I will thrive no matter where I am.