Sitting in my unusually quiet living room I feel like I’m in a serene little capsule between chapters of my life. Dave has been away in Nicaragua for the last 6 weeks on an elaborate school trip of his own design (he’s brilliant, everyone should want him for a teacher…check it out here). He arrives home tomorrow night. All the girls are away tonight and I’m home alone. One last night alone and quiet before the busyness starts and the packing and planning and preparing begin for our next adventure. This blog is my way of keeping you up to date on our travels should you care to follow along.
Here’s the story of how this next chapter of our lives began.
As I recall the sequence of events they go like this: we were putting up Christmas decorations and discussing future possibilities. Since our 14 months living in Central America we’ve always wanted to do another stint overseas and it was starting to feel like this had been put on hold for far too long. Dave’s first degree is in Teaching English As A Second Language and travel has always been part of the plan. But sometimes life takes unexpected turns. We have no regrets about those turns (without them we wouldn’t know a lot of you!) but maybe it was time to revisit the idea of teaching overseas.
About 10 years ago Dave applied for a teaching position in Dubai. In order to move a family overseas it had to be a job that paid well or it just didn’t make sense. Dubai was offering great salaries and wonderful perks for families – probably the best in the world for that time. Dave was fresh out of teacher’s college and these jobs were hiring only experienced teachers so he wasn’t able to land a one at that time. We reopened the idea now. Honour (our youngest daughter) is in grade 9 now, maybe when she is in grade 11 or 12 or when she is off to university, maybe that would be a good time. We’d look into it.
One day over the Christmas holidays Dave came through the front door and said “I’ve been thinking” I said “so have I”. This little scenario has happened almost exactly like this a couple of times in our married life and I think we both felt something was about to shift. “What are you thinking?” Dave asked, “I’m thinking we should try for this September”… “me too.” The penny dropped.
What about Honour? That was the first question we both had. Honour has had a couple of difficult years at school and this year, grade 9, was proving to be the best year ever. She LOVED school! She loved her friends, she was involved in everything humanly possible and (believe it or not) the weekends were too long, she wanted to go back to school on Mondays. We did not take this lightly and we were concerned about her and how she would feel about the idea of this move.
So we told her what we were thinking and asked what she thought. To our astonishment she said “Yes! Let’s do it! Let’s go see the world!” ….what? We couldn’t have been more surprised.
So Dave started the job hunting process immediately. And thank goodness! If we would have sat on this idea for 2 weeks none of this would actually be happening. It’s a great story of incredible timing.
A week or so later as we took the Christmas decorations down I heard myself saying “let’s put a few of the special ones in a separate container in case we find ourselves in Dubai next Christmas…or whereever.”
To be continued….