Seems as though I've got Georgia on my mind...some of you are aware that a year ago, when Ads was first accepted into the Army JAG program, we decided to put in a request for a one-year deployment. Initially, we were thinking Germany, Japan, Italy...once we were told those assignments were virtually unattainable (much too popular, therefore no way we'd ever get in line for them), we "lowered" our sights to in-country deployments like Ft Carson, Colorado (near Colorado Springs) and Ft Lewis, Washington. We had been wanting to move westward anyway, so why not CO or WA?
Eventually we were given the low-down: the only assignments available to us were Ft Sill, Oklahoma; Ft Stewart, Georgia; and Ft Riley, Kansas. We were disappointed but decided to consider our options. We agreed that neither Oklahoma nor Kansas were options for us; that left Georgia. Oddly enough, Ft. Stewart is the base that I was born at some 31+ years ago. It gave me a bit of a chill to think that like my own mother, I could be moving to Ft Stewart with a newborn and my Army officer husband. Yeesh. I didn't like repeating history, but I also didn't want to let history get in the way of Adam's and my future. So we agreed--Ft. Stewart, GA, it would be.
We kept the news pretty quiet until we knew for sure that the move was a go. We've been waiting for the last month or so to hear for certain; a couple weeks ago, Adam got a call offering Ft Gordon, Georgia, instead. I'm not sure what happened to Ft Stewart, but I'm not spending too much time worrying about it. Ft Gordon is closer to Atlanta (about a 2 hr 18 minute drive) and to Athens, where we have friends, than Ft Stewart is. Adam asked if we could have some time to think about it before accepting, so we've spent the last week deliberating. Deliberating is really a euphemism for "totally going to take it because there are NO jobs in Michigan, but let's wait and make absolutely sure nothing else pops up". Deliberating officially ended last week when Adam formally accepted the offer. Monday he found out that while we were sitting on our hands for that week, someone else became interested in the position, so Adam might have competition for it. After finally coming to the decision that we are moving, it was kind of discouraging to hear that we might not move after all. I hate the back-and-forth of it all; I'm a let's-make-a-decision-and-move-ahead-with-it kind of gal. Well, it seems as though the position has been offered to Adam over the other guy, because the powers-that-be want Adam to be in Georgia ASAP...well, they're letting him wait until 10 August.
We don't know any details yet--whether the family and I will move with Adam right away or wait for him to find a place for us; whether I will find work once I'm down there or be a full-time mum for a year; where we'll go after the year is over. So many things going on...so little information to draw from!
So that's that, I suppose. Ads and I are Georgia-bound. As much as we wanted to head Westward, we are excited to move somewhere new, even if it is back East. As much as I have been wanting to leave Lansing for the past several years, I am tinged with sadness and wistfulness by the idea of leaving my good friends of seven years to move to a place where I know no one. Not to mention moving there with a newborn. Yikes.
And the moral of the story is: Be careful what you wish for!
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