To the military spouse who can’t unpack another box,
I can’t even open one more box.
Moving is emotionally so hard. First, you have to pack up all your stuff and then you move to your new location, find a home and then your stuff arrives. And you start unpacking. First with gusto as you feel like you can tackle the world because your stuff is finally here. You are finally here. And your new adventure is about to begin.
You miss your friends. You miss your old life. Because you are in this limbo of worlds. A place where you miss the old life you had and can see a faint light in the future. Where the place you are standing won’t be a pile of boxes and random furniture. But actually, a home. A home where you let people into your life. But today isn’t that day. Today you still have lots of boxes to unpack.
And as the days continue on and even though you have unpacked a stack of boxes so high it is about to topple over, you feel as if very little progress has been made.
Maybe this is when you realize that you have too much stuff. You have reached your limit and can’t even open that next box. It may have the one thing you are looking for, but you don’t care. What if it doesn’t and you have to open another box and then another.
Moving is hard.
And if it was just the move from point a to b maybe it wouldn’t be so hard. (I’ve never moved just across town, so I can’t really compare.) With a
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And don’t forget as you move across the country life continues on.
School is starting so you need to register your kids for classes. And your kids don’t have friends and want to go back to see their old friends or at least go to the park to attempt to meet new friends. But you are thinking I have so much to do. I can’t get it all done. We will go to the park another day.
And maybe you are lucky, and your spouse can get time off from work to help, but more likely your spouse’s new job has been anxiously awaiting his arrival and are ready for him or her to hit the ground running. Nothing like having your spouse head out on a temporary duty assignment less than a month after you arrive. And even if you are lucky and have your spouse helping you there is still a lot to do.
Yep, I’m right there with you
I don’t want to unpack another box. Even if it gets me closer to my normal life. For me today. I have to take a break and close my eyes and pretend it is all okay. Instead of staying up late and unpacking I’m going to watch a movie with my hubby when the kids go to sleep. And after dinner tonight when my husband asked if he should play with the boys or go do something more important. I remind him that we can unpack another box tomorrow. And today we can play.
So, no matter where you are. Just remember it is okay to take a break. It is actually good to take a break. And if you just can’t do it anymore that’s okay too. You are not alone. I feel that way too, but I know that tomorrow is a new day. And the boxes will still be there waiting for me.