The Big Move

For years I have been talking about that one day when I would move over to England. I don't know if it comes from the fact that my grandmother moved from over there in the mid-50s or that all my favourite childhood stories were of English origin - either way I've always felt a strong affinity for the country.

These past nine months have been especially taxing for me, what with me living in Las Vegas and Luke in Manchester. Having a long-distance relationship is no picnic let me tell you

Classes have now ended, all I have left now is a series of final exams. I graduate this upcoming Saturday, the 8th of May. Then one month and one day after I graduate I'll be on a plane heading to London-Heathrow. When I exit through that arrivals gate and see Luke standing there, all the waiting will have been worth it!

People have asked me if I'm scared or nervous to be moving 'across the pond'. My short answer is no, not really. At least not as much as people would expect me to be.

I feel like I've been preparing for this day for a long time. Living in France for 8 months also helped, as I know what it is like to be away from my family and friends and deal with the time change. I think my two months spent living with Luke and his family (at the end of summer and for Christmas) have also helped me get a rough idea of what life is going to be like.

The plan is we're going to live at his house in Manchester for a month or so, since the house is completely paid for. Then we'll move down to Warwickshire. We'll live with his parents in Southam for a few months until we get settled and then probably get a place in either Leamington Spa or Warwick.

So that is the plan thus far and I couldn't be more excited to begin this new chapter of my life. Don't get me wrong, I'm going to miss all my family and close friends dearly but I can visit often and I'll welcome them as visitors!

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