Worried Suspense

On this particular move we have the rare experience of knowing when and where our relocation will be, and have know for quite a long time.  But that is not always the case.

We were living on base housing a few years back.  We knew there was a move headed our way.  My husband was finishing up his Master's degree along with twelve of our closest neighbors.  I know, this sounds really strange.  An entire street moving in and out of their homes all about the same time?  Seriously?  Yeah.  It is odd, but that was the circumstance. 

We all knew we would be moving after graduation and shared with each other each step of our process.  Everyone's orders came trickling in over a two or three day window.  Our street was abuzz with curiosity as we learned where each of our neighbors was headed.

Well my husband was kind of a workaholic at that time.  So of course he did not come home any earlier than he normally did on the evening that the majority of the orders were handed out.  The street was buzzing as everyone stood out in the middle of the street chitter-chattering about their future base.  Who got a "good" base.  Who knew about this base or that.  Who was happy about it, and who wasn't.

I of course was calling my husband, impatiently excited about the final verdict.  Where were we headed?  But while I was listening to everyone else's news, my husband was standing in the parking lot by his car at work, stunned.  He was trying to figure out a way to tell his city loving wife that their future home was going to be Omaha, Nebraska.

I have to admit, I was not overly excited about moving there.  I grew up in a metropolitan area that, at the time, had roughly a million inhabitants.  I could not even wrap my head around living in a small town in the mid-west.  Of course my stereotypes and ignorance were getting the best of me.  Omaha is actually a decent sized city.  Much larger than I envisioned that first night after hearing about our future home.  And as it turned out, neither one of us had much to worry about.  So far in this military journey, Nebraska has been our absolute favorite station.  And I would move back without hesitation anytime.  So it just goes to tell you, bad news may actually be the best thing to happen.  Look for the positive in each experience and who knows what you will find.