Sorry I didn't finish this sooner! I've had a few days to think about this now and here's what I've come up with. Obviously keeping in mind that my experience is just that, mine. I will say that regardless of how difficult it's been for me, I'm glad I came. I've learned quite a few things about myself and have had experiences here that I couldn't have had without leaving home. The best part is I fall more in love every day with my wonderful boy!
So, when I left home I told everyone I was not coming back. Deep down inside I knew the only way I could leave is if I did it thinking it was forever. It was hard selling everything I owned (including my business I had for ten years) my car, my furniture...pretty much everything. I shipped 24 boxes on a barge...all personal items, clothes, kitchen stuff, xmas crap etc. I think it's very important to bring things that will make you feel at home. Even if you think some of them are silly or petty, if they are a part of you...bring them! It was the little things I unpacked when my boxes showed up that made me feel good.
Make an effort to spend as much time as possible with close friends and family before you go. Intimate dinners, chatting over a glass of wine or even some shopping! You will reflect on these moments when you are thousands of miles away. Have dinner at your favorite restaurant, shop at your favorite store, take a long drive and enjoy the scenery. I remember soaking up as much as I could and it still wasn't enough!
Think about how you will communicate with friends and family. We already had a SkypeIn number so everyone could call me for free. I also use instant messenger, emails and text messages. I'm also big on snail mail, so I send cards often. Keep in mind...you probably won't hear from people very often. This was a big surprise for me. I thought people would call me on Skype, I mean it's freakin free! But that old saying "outta sight, outta mind" has some truth to it. My Dad calls me every other day, my sister calls me about once a week. Only a couple of my friends call, and it's not often. It hurts, but try to keep in mind it's not personal. We all get caught up in our own lives and barely have time for friends who live down the street. When you live in another country, people just kinda forget about you. Make an effort with those people who are important to you. You will often feel left out of things, its just part of moving away. I had to cry many many tears before I came to terms with that.
MAKE AN EFFORT. I can't say that enough. I didnt and I think if I had my life here might have been happier. It's not easy starting new relationships and they take time to grow. But don't spend everyday sitting inside your house feeling sad and lonely. Get out there and explore your new city, take the bus...visit museums...treat yourself to lunch. Check out your local parks, libraries, and even pubs! I didn't work for the first year I lived here (I planned on taking atleast 6 months off). I should have made more of an effort to make friends and a life for myself. Instead I waited everyday for the boy to come home from work. I explored the hood with the dog for walks and found my way around to the grocery store, dry cleaners etc. I eventually hopped the bus and went into the city centre alone. But I wish I would have had friends, and they weren't just going to show up at my door step! I should have taken a class or joined a club or something to get out and meet people on my own. Don't just rely on your spouse to keep you entertained. You need to have some independence or more than likely you will put a strain on your marriage.
Even though I've been unhappy here and basically hate living in England, I have always considered myself a "guest" in this country. I try to do things the way they are done here, even though they are different to what I'm used to. I have picked up many little Britishisms but I haven't stopped being my American self! I still say things like basil, tomato, aluminum and garage just like I would back home (yes they are pronounced differently here!) But I make an effort to say some things as they are spoken here. After a bit of time they just start to change naturally. So, try your best to fit in....but don't forget who you are!
My brain is tired now! I'll be back for part 3. Thanks for reading. :)
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