Perspectives…

When you’re a military family (or a family who moves a lot), there is a moment in every tour of duty when you realize that the countdown has begun for your next move. 

If you’ve spent the last 3-4 years in an abysmal place, this countdown is exciting. 

If you’ve spent them in a place you love, there is a nostalgia that settles into your soul and tints everything around you. The last time you’ll see a specific sight, eat at a specific food, hang around specific friends. 
Sure, with the internet nowadays, you don’t have to say goodbye forever. 

But it’s still different. 

I was looking out the window and realized that this time next year, there will be another view. We don’t know where that view will be until next spring, though. 

So little time to get ready, so many preparations we should be doing already. 

A year might sound long, but it can be so short at the same time. 

*sigh*

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2 thoughts on “Perspectives…

  1. Kas says:

    That sounds very difficult. I know I’m going to need to move next year, but it’s more of a choice I’m making. It has to be a ton more difficult to leave without much choice and to also leave a place you love without knowing where you’re going. I wish you the best of luck in your packing and I hope your new home is amazing and full of good friendships. ❤

    • Diana Q says:

      Thank you 🙂
      It can be equal parts exciting and nerve-wracking, specially during the limbo before we know exactly where we’ll be relocating next. I have this list of things I need to accomplish to get the move going, but most of it depends on a destination, haha.

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