Summertime
So what happened was, I went to Canada. Well, I'm in Canada now. It's not really too different from California, except for the weather. Dan and I are going to be starting our life up here soon. (I hope.) It's so stressful moving to another country. For all of you out there thinking about doing it, don't. It's too much paperwork and stress. I'm posting so late because...well, because I just couldn't sleep. No matter how hard I tried, I just could not fall asleep. I've been thinking a lot lately about how I wish I could go back and re-do some things in my life. I didn't realize how many things I took for granted living in California. Up here, I can't get a job to help my husband pay bills for another year or so. I'm a non-citizen. To make matters worse, I miss everyone so badly. Every night, I lie awake and think about my family. I always wonder what they're doing or if they miss me. I also miss my friends. I've hurt people in my past and now that I can't tell them how sorry I am, I feel that I'll never really get the chance to. I talk to my mom once a week now instead of everyday. It's a hard adjustment to make. It's even harder because I don't want my husband to feel guilty. Canada is the best life for us once we get settled. I just wish that "perfect" life could include my family a little more. He has promised me a visit to California at least once a year. Sometimes, it just doesn't seem like enough...