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As the day Darrell returns from Australia draws ever closer, there will inevitably be more focus on family. Both of us are happy to be living in Portsmouth for the foreseeable future, so we are already working out the logistics of such a permanent move. Long term we will buy our own property, when time, finances, and circumstances allow. For now, we are both happy enough to live with my Aunt, until the time is right.
Darrell has also discussed getting a large seven seater car and/or motorhome. This would allow both of us, to pay a bigger role in our cousin's lives. Family holidays, days out, shopping trips, all occasions where we can be there helping out whenever we can.
With our focus firmly shifting from a life in Spain, we are mindful of the challenges we face settling down here indefinitely. From the cost of living and property, to the lack of suitable housing and employment prospects, this is a path we have trodden before. We have relocated all over the World, on numerous occasions, and I think we have both realised it is time to finally put down roots and where better than with family, in the place of my birth. The biggest hurdle is indeed the cost of housing, which is extremely expensive in this city. We are both unsure as to just how to afford somewhere suitable, but there are options, and we just have to work through the difficulties we will undoubtably encounter.
Darrell has also discussed getting a large seven seater car and/or motorhome. This would allow both of us, to pay a bigger role in our cousin's lives. Family holidays, days out, shopping trips, all occasions where we can be there helping out whenever we can.
With our focus firmly shifting from a life in Spain, we are mindful of the challenges we face settling down here indefinitely. From the cost of living and property, to the lack of suitable housing and employment prospects, this is a path we have trodden before. We have relocated all over the World, on numerous occasions, and I think we have both realised it is time to finally put down roots and where better than with family, in the place of my birth. The biggest hurdle is indeed the cost of housing, which is extremely expensive in this city. We are both unsure as to just how to afford somewhere suitable, but there are options, and we just have to work through the difficulties we will undoubtably encounter.
I have grown closer to my cousins over the last few years and enjoy spending time with them. As Godfather to Eli, I want to be here as he grows up. At 50 years old, I am certainly not getting any younger, so this is an opportunity to be around those closest, rather than moving abroad and not being a part of their life. This is a complicated path to navigate; Darrell and I have always been travellers and had our sights set on living abroad. However, it is time to accept what is important and where we will fit in at our time of life.
I think if you said to us, we could return to Gran Alacant tomorrow and pick up where we left off, we would both have to think twice about staying. We did have a fantastic life there, with great friends and the lifestyle we both desired, but the lack of close family always pulled at my heart strings. It was difficult being separated from our relatives, and my time spent in the UK, has just emphasised that major source of angst and disappointment.
Both of us are really travellers at heart, and we could quite easily just keep on going, advancing into the sunset. With half a century under my belt, rational thinking is required, my health isn't what it used to be, and it looks likely I will need the NHS more now than ever. Brexit has closed many doors for Darrell and I, and we would no longer have access to the health service in Spain, nor any other European nation we decided to settle in. We need to start thinking with a level head, wisely, sensibly; my pragmatic head says stay, and that is likely what we will do.
I think if you said to us, we could return to Gran Alacant tomorrow and pick up where we left off, we would both have to think twice about staying. We did have a fantastic life there, with great friends and the lifestyle we both desired, but the lack of close family always pulled at my heart strings. It was difficult being separated from our relatives, and my time spent in the UK, has just emphasised that major source of angst and disappointment.
Both of us are really travellers at heart, and we could quite easily just keep on going, advancing into the sunset. With half a century under my belt, rational thinking is required, my health isn't what it used to be, and it looks likely I will need the NHS more now than ever. Brexit has closed many doors for Darrell and I, and we would no longer have access to the health service in Spain, nor any other European nation we decided to settle in. We need to start thinking with a level head, wisely, sensibly; my pragmatic head says stay, and that is likely what we will do.
Yesterday I went to see my Father in Titchfield; I haven't seen him for a few months now, and it is always lovely to catch up and have a chat. Since Mum passed away, several years ago, Dad has concentrated on his garden, spending all his time doing what he loves most, and you can see his efforts everywhere you look. His large garden looks fantastic, full of colour and immaculately, lovingly looked after. I am certainly not a chip off the old block and really don't know a weed from a flower, but I can tell just how much effort Dad has put into it, he really should be proud.
After a chat in the conservatory, Dad took me to the 'Titchfield Mill,' a local restaurant, just round the corner from his bungalow. This was the first time I have been out since my operation, and I decided to go the whole hog and order all the things I haven't been able to eat for so long. A couple of pints of beer, Banoffee pie covered in fresh cream and chocolate and a main course of Boeuf Bourguignon, all things I would have avoided before my operation. To be honest, I wasn't too sure how my body would react anyway, so was rather hesitant initially. I need not have worried, I was able to digest the meal better than I would have expected. This is good news, it possibly means the IBS I have suffered with, might well be in retreat and could have just been a symptom of gallbladder disease. It is however early days and only time will tell if that's entirely true. On the negative side, I also have to keep reminding myself that this is not the start of a slippery slope, where I eat everything that's bad for me again, putting on even more weight; I have to practice restraint and be constantly mindful of my health!
So with an emphasis on family, I look forward to welcoming Darrell home once again. I am certainly in a more positive frame of mind and things are looking up. It felt like the beginning of yet another new chapter this week, and that can only be a good thing. As the clock counts down to my husband's return, for the first time in eighteen months the pandemic isn't on my mind. It's time to look forward to the future and restart our lives once again, like we have done, so many times before!
So with an emphasis on family, I look forward to welcoming Darrell home once again. I am certainly in a more positive frame of mind and things are looking up. It felt like the beginning of yet another new chapter this week, and that can only be a good thing. As the clock counts down to my husband's return, for the first time in eighteen months the pandemic isn't on my mind. It's time to look forward to the future and restart our lives once again, like we have done, so many times before!
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