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05 January 2015
Ten years ago today, I set out on an adventure.


I was a barely-18 year old junior in college.  It was my first time living on my own, my first time across the Atlantic Ocean, my first time in a collegiate dorm-type setting.

It saved my life.  I spent most of October, November and December of 2004 alone and depressed and suicidal.  My best friend begged me to hang on until I experienced London.  I came within moments of actually killing myself twice in Nov/Dec of 2004, but I remembered her words and I hung on.  It changed me.  Within 48 hours of my plane touching down, I realized that I was actually happy for the first time in months.   It was like a miracle.


I enrolled in a study abroad program through BYU.  A group of 50 or so students, professors and their spouses/kids lived at the London Centre in the heart of London.  It was about a block away from Hyde Park, three blocks away from Notting Hill.  I lived smack in the middle of all the action.  I didn't take enough advantage of that, because I was young and poorer than dirt.  But I was there.  For six glorious months I breathed British air.

I have spent the last ten years missing that country with all my heart.  I belong there.  When I left, I felt sure that I would return within two years.  Instead, I got married.  And every time we've tried to plan a move across the Pond, something has come up.  Right now we are waiting for Sparrow to complete the 3rd grade (as he is in the German immersion program at his school, and we have been informed that once the student finishes 3rd grade they are considered fluent.)  And then I will go Home again.


No one in my family actually believes I will ever live there again.  It will be hard.  I will miss my grandma and my mom a lot.  But I miss England more.  Also, there are planes.  They're free to visit at any time.

So I will bide my time and get my degree and Hawk will get his, we'll start networking across the Atlantic and someone will eventually snatch our employable faces up.  In the meantime, perhaps I will get to visit my homeland for my birthday this year.   I will watch ALL the British television.  I will continue to research best ways to emigrate.  And I will eat all the British chocolate I can get my hands on.  Amen.





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dollfacesaori said...

wow, isn't it awesome how a trip can change your life?
i really look forward to reading your blog entries, in a hopefully not too far future, talking about your new life in England!

K La said...

Your pictures are so awesome.

Encouragement:
GO! What in the world are you waiting for? I will bet you there are better German schools in England. WAY better. And you could actually take him to Germany on field trips. Stop making excuses! JUST GO!

Selfishness:
Yeah, you should stay here for a few more years. You're close to family and it IS a really good school. You'll get there eventually.