Feels like this is the first time I have been able to sit down for the last four weeks. My husband has now moved and is getting adjusted to life over seas. As anticipated, lots of minor set-backs and problems have presented them selves, but over all he seems to be doing good. After almost one month, he finally had some furniture (besides a bed) delivered and can now eat at a table.
As for the rest of the family, we focus on the day-to-day things; school, the girl’s activities outside of school, work, my PhD-studies and keeping Tashi (the labrador) occupied with non-damaging activities… In the back of my mind I know that I have lots of practical things I will need to attend to within the next 4-6 weeks, but at the moment I can’t do any of them. Frustrating!
The girls miss their dad. I miss him too, but as we get older I guess we can handle longing and separation in more constructive ways. Time is also a very strange concept! For me, 3 months is a very small proportion of my total life spann. For an 8-year old, it is 3% of her entire life!
Being apart also seems to be hardest for our youngest girl. She makes daily comments on missing her dad and sleeps with his t-shirt on her pillow at night. The older one (9½), the one who normally verbalizes everything extremely well, seems more at ease with the whole situation. She misses him also, but she can see the benefits of him being away and getting settled in before we arrive: ”Then we will have furniture and dad will know where to go for food and I hope he can find a stable where I can go horseback riding!”
Kids really are incredibly vise and I am so grateful to be able to share some of the thoughts and feelings of these two wonderful girls! This morning R (the youngest) said to me (after we had the usual ”finish-your-breakfast-so-you-will-be-in-time-for-school argument): ”It’s ok mum, it is not easy being a single parent you know…”
She is so right! I have only done this for 4 weeks, and the thought of doing this permanently is not appealing! I miss the conversations, the team-work and the closeness of being a together. I guess that is a good sign… The alternative would have been worse! 🙂
So, we continue our lives on different sides of the Atlantic for another two months. 1/3 of the time has already passed. We are getting closer to D-day!