Hopes and Dreams, Dashed
You know how I know it would have been a good move? Because I vacillated between wanting to puke and cry and almost did both when I found out it *wasn't* going to happen. I'm so sad. Sad for the opportunity that won't happen. Sad for my husband who desperately need a change of environment. Sad for my family that they won't get to have certain experiences. I know there's a silver lining. There always is. Or at the very least we need to find that open window now that this door is closed. I don't want to move across the country. I don't want to leave my home. But to get to experience this whole other world... well, it would have been worth it.