“Hon, we are moving to Europe!” The words I had been hoping to hear but always figured would be a long shot.
Back in August we were visiting friends in the Netherlands and the company another friend works for scheduled a spur of the moment interview with my husband, Mike. The company liked Mike and a few weeks later he had a job offer for a position in the Netherlands.
The weeks that followed were spent completing and mailing off paperwork for our visas and other official documents. We began donating clothing, games, books etc. and selling off our furniture. Since we live in an apartment and most of our furniture was cheap or free it is cheaper to toss them and buy new. The paring down of all our worldly possessions was both freeing (“I never liked this anyway now we can get a nicer one”) and sometimes sad (“Dad and I refinished this piece of furniture, I can’t believe we are getting rid of it”). Now we are down to packing the remaining items for storage or shipping.
Since I learned that there were other countries, I have wanted to live in Europe. The idea that people ate different food, spoke different languages, and there were real castles was a thrilling idea. As a child I would read books that took place in England, France, Germany, Scandinavia, China… well you get the idea. As opportunities presented themselves for me to travel I took them. Traveling made me want to travel more and I never felt that I was seeing enough of how people lived. I wanted to try out how it would be to live like the natives, shop and eat like they did, celebrate their holidays.
Soon I’ll get to experience living in Europe – more specifically the Holland region of the Netherlands.