I get
the relocation struggle.
Your life's disrupted. You're exhausted.
From the time you know the move is coming, until about a year after the move, your life is in upheaval.
From mildly unfamiliar to pure chaos, it’s adventurous and exciting … and exhausting.
You push through.
Meanwhile, you have a family to take care of.
You throw yourself into school, jobs, groceries, figuring it will all settle down eventually.
You start to wonder if you're doing it right.
Some days you feel adventurous; some days you feel lonely, lost.
You feel on top of the world! Then scattered, overwhelmed.
When is life going to be “normal” again?