My husband got home and I told him, “We need to talk…” what happened next, changed our lives FOREVER
Updated: Jun 6, 2020
My husband got home and I told him, “We need to talk…” what happened next, changed our lives FOREVER!!! So today, Monday, the 30th of May 2016 will be the mark of a one month count down. Count down to what you may ask? Well, for you to know the whole truth and nothing but the truth, I need to start at the very beginning. Somewhere by the end of 2015, me and my husband started talking and thinking about the next step, the next move, the next challenge (as one does after a few years in the same place). We were thinking about traveling, “Ok where to?”, “What will it cost?”, “Do we have the budget, and if not what do we need to budget for?” When all the answers to the questions did not go as I hoped, my answer was (as one does??!!) “No, this is way too difficult, I think we should move abroad” – Me, in a joking voice. As you all know by now my personality type likes to debate and entice reaction whether I agree or not. So one day when I was busy invigilating at a final yearend exam. I started thinking this whole moving thing through. Getting somewhat excited, I realised we have way too much stuff and responsibility in South Africa. We can’t just pack up and leave? “Let’s move but to some place in South Africa.” Revolutionary I thought. We keep all our responsibilities intact, but we still change the scenery a bit. So now we are thinking about all these new ideas, unfortunately it stays just that; ideas, dreams, castles in the sky. A few months went by. My best friend moved to Cape Town and Christmas came around. We were in the Western Cape for the holidays and enjoying every moment. As we handed out presents on the eve of Christmas we had to answer a question before we could open our present (my Mom’s way of getting down to all our deepest thoughts. One question that stuck with me was, “What do you think 2016 will hold for you?” Oblivious to what would really happen in 2016, I answered that I hoped for a lot of adventure as I wanted to travel and see the world with my husband. I wanted a change of scenery. We had a very nice evening with a lot of tight hugs and meaningful family banter. The holidays went by far too quickly and we went back to work early in January. A few weeks went by and everything eased back to normal. Normal, Ugghhhh!! UNTIL one day January my husband got home and I told him, “WE NEED TO TALK…” He was sitting on the bed innocent and unaware of what was about to come next. I sat him down and told him; by the end of June/July I want to be in another country. I don’t know how, I don’t know if it is even possible but I want to be in another country… His absolute calmness just astonished me. He was relaxed, (although I am sure that at some point in time, no matter if it was only for a split second, he must have thought, “what have I gotten myself into?”, “What the hell are you thinking woman?”), he was composed. His only words were; “Cool, sounds like a plan”. And in that moment I knew, hell whether this thing works out or not, I have the best husband in the world! So, although I was very serious about everything, I don’t think I realised the implications of my words. I didn’t think it was actually possible. I must have not realised that my husband’s vows to try and give me everything I need for the rest of his life, were really at the core of his ambitions. I am a very big believer in the “Law of attraction”, “Thoughts become things”, and so on. I have seen it, and proved it in my own life, time and time again. Go read up about it, and read the book “The Secret”. But did I realise what I was doing in that moment? What I didn’t realise was, that by me saying those words out loud, by
making that commitment, by believing that it will happen even though I had nothing to back it, was my way of attracting the things I wanted. If you want to know more about “the law of attractions” and how it has made a difference in my life, leave a comment and I will write a whole article about it, enough with the psychological of it all.
So by the end of January my husband sent his CV in for a position in Dubai and went for the interview. A bit scared that it won’t happen I decided to only tell people once he was invited for the 3rd interview, which happened in March. Looooong story short. It has been a crazy 3 months with a lot of confusion, tears, laughter, sadness but most of all excitement. Today all of that was worth it. Today, the 30th of May 2015 marks the 30 day count down, to our big move to Dubai.
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