Wayne Gerard Trotman
I'm typing this from the guest room of our friends' home in Vancouver, Washington. This week Kiddo is on spring break, so we used the time to go on a pre-move fact-finding mission. (Can I just say how awesome our friends are? They have taken us in this week and guided us on the path to relocation. I will be forever grateful for their generosity and kindness.)
Excitement has surpassed nervousness as the primary emotion where this move is concerned, and this week has solidified our decision to start the next chapter in this part of the country. Mario had to work on Monday and Tuesday, so Jared and I took a quick trip up to Seattle so he could participate in some spring-break-like activities. Today we visited a potential school for next year and have two more to see tomorrow. We're making progress and, based on the advice of friends and the knowledge of what we are not looking for, narrowed our choices down to a manageable number.
But gosh, where does one even begin when attempting to starting over? How do you find what you want and where you want it when you're not even sure what all that looks like? So much fear lies in the unknown. Fear of picking the wrong school for Kiddo. Fear of signing a lease on the wrong house. Fear of getting it all wrong and finding out too late. All this fear can spiral out of control if given the opportunity.
The good thing about life is that nothing is permanent. Schools can be changed and new houses found. We are sure about the where and that's as good a place as any to start. There are no certainties in life and we all have to live with that. To allow fear to place a little black rain cloud over an otherwise exciting situation would be to do ourselves a great injustice. So we are taking things one step at a time. And in doing so, I feel less overwhelmed than I did when we landed just three days ago.
Good things are happening with this tribe.