Happy New Year! Or, as Italians might say, Buon Anno!
It’s been awhile since I’ve written for My Military Life and I have to say, I’m super excited to be back. I’m in my last year of graduate school so any time I’ve spent on a computer in the past few months had been dedicated to class. Right now, however, I’m in-between classes and finally found a window of time where I can sit down, write, and reflect on 2012.
I’ve mentioned before that while moving to Italy may be a dream come true for some; my fantasy world was truly shaken when I couldn’t find a job or meet a group of women I could consider true friends. And yet almost overnight, Italy went from being our assigned duty station to becoming our home. I feel more connected to our lifestyle here than I can ever remember feeling anywhere else.
I saw a quote on Pinterest recently that said, “Bloom wherever you are planted.” What a beautiful mentality for everyone to live by – especially military spouses. Beautiful, yes, but unfortunately sometimes easier said than done. Once I had all my ducks in a row independently (job, friends, school), I realized I had put my marriage on the back burner. There is a reason so many books have an avatar of a woman juggling random objects on the front cover. We can look at that picture and without knowing what’s inside, we can absolutely relate.
Luckily, my husband and I were able to end 2012 together and celebrate our 2 year anniversary in Barcelona. We spent a weekend walking through one of the biggest Christmas markets in Europe, drinking endless amounts of sangria, and falling in love with each other all over again. I thank God for that weekend for many reasons, but especially because we are facing our first “big” deployment in 2013. We are set to PCS in January 2014 so my husband will be gone for the majority of our last year in Italy. It was wonderful to be able to spend another anniversary, Christmas, and New Years together.
So overall, in 2012 I landed a great job working with students that I really enjoy and I even made a few true, quality friendships. I traveled to five different countries and countless cities in Italy. I lost 15 pounds and gained back 8. I fell face first walking into an opening of a ritzy-snitzy sushi joint on Christmas Eve and ripped my black nylons from toe to hip. You know… just another year gone by, and another great one to look forward to.