It has been so busy the last couple of months that I have neglected this blog. This is going to be a long post with lots of reading! So take a cup of coffee and start reading.
|A sneak peek of how we looked!|
I am pretty sure you will all understand that graduating, organizing a wedding and planning a move doesn't come without a little (read: a lot) of work. I would be lying if I said I loved every minute of planning. Most of the time I was stressed and just wanted to have drinks with friends (which I then often did).
But now sitting here in someone else's couch in Los Angeles (We are staying in an airbnb) looking out the window (the sun is coming out) and realizing what just all happened, it was all worth it.
I graduated law school(with great honors as I can practically hear my mom shout from all the way back in belgium) and along the way I met this awesome girl (yes you chummy).
I had a truly great wedding day. Good food, awesome people and lots of laughs! A plus of keeping it small is that everyone is mingling and talking to everyone!
And then a couple of days later I moved. Lots of tears where shed, lots of hugs and kisses where given and with a heavy heart I stepped onto that train (and then the plane).
I have never had so many feelings all together:
Sad for leaving my awesome friends and family and most of all my kick-ass mom!
Well, I did mention I moved to Los Angeles, city of entertainment and sun how could you not be happy. Especially since I get to share this with my new hubby!
Excited for the things to come.
I might be excited but at from time to time it is the fear that takes over. The fear of growing apart from those awesome friends and family members. The fear of not doing well here in Los Angeles. The fear of not fitting in.
A couple of days ago a Facebook status popped up in my newsfeed from of a friend of mine that moved to Australia (AWESOME) and this pretty much summed up how I feel. It was something in the lines of "the hardest thing about moving abroad is not knowing if you are being missed or forgotten".
That is my biggest fear, being forgotten. I feel stupid putting it on the internet but as this is a blog, documenting a journey through life I thought I might as well put it up here.
I really have the best friends and family out there and don't want to miss out on any of the special moments they have. On our wedding we felt so loved that I got that fuzzy warm feeling inside that you read about in books (and I still feel it). So being in opposite countries shouldn't change that but sometimes the feeling just creeps up on me!