Sigh. Sometimes I feel like I am living a schizophrenic type of lifestyle. My life is here in Montreal with the kids, where I have been for sixteen years. My future is in Monsey with my husband the KoD. I visit there often – with and without the kids, mainly without as we don’t want to interrupt their schedule too much.
I am slowly learning my way around my new neighbourhood in Monsey. I have made some great awesome life-long friends, reconnected with an old friend who just happens to live right round the corner. (We went to Bnei Akiva together. He went to school with my brother). I have connected with many people in the neighbourhood (ok I will learn how to spell in the American way once I move, k?) that I just know will become friends.
I am learning my way to the grocery store, Walmart, Dunkin Donuts and the schools too. I am slowly getting the feel of the place.
I feel so at home there. I guess I should look at it as how fortunate I am that I have two homes, but the truth of the matter is that neither place is completely home without all of my 5 main males.
The I-87 has been well travelled in the past few months by myself and the KoD. There are so many markers on the way – just passed the flag in the middle of the road, just passed the boat on the side of the road – little things that show us how close we are getting to each other.
It does get confusing though – I know I bought more milk – only to realize I bought it for the other place. I just cleaned too – but that was there not here….
I wake up sometimes not sure of where I am…..but the likelihood is that I am still in Montreal because that is where I am to stay until we are granted our visas. I will visit the KoD as much as I can – he will come up here too. It’s not going to be perfect, but that is our current reality. We hope and pray that the visas come through soon so I can be full time in ONE place, Monsey, with the kids and my KoD, under one roof, living happily ever after.
Driving home from Baltimore the other day, the Flame and I saw a great sign on I-70
“Denver: 1700 miles”
Gotta love someone’s sense of humor!
there are people that drive cross country for many many many miles
i just want a sign on the I-87 that tells me “x miles until you are in KoDs arms….”
Sigh, the long, long, terribly long drive! It does suck much. I hope it ends soon, and that you are all in one place, safe and sound, forever. With the occasional trips up north to visit the old peeps, and occasional trips into the city to see ME!
What are they afraid of in the US??? It’s really wierd.
By the way I’m tagging you. Oy Vey!
http://isramom.blogspot.com/2009/05/batya-of-me-ander-and-several-other.html is the link I meant.
Risa, what do you mean? homeland security? Who is afraid of what? huh?
What I mean is: why are they making it so difficult for Hadassah and her children to immigrate? Why doesn’t the US want them? or anyone? I don’t get it.
It’s not the Hadassah’s, or the Canadians, or the other “legals” that are the problem, it’s the illegals and fraudulent applications that make the process that much longer, and expensive, for those of us who wanted to move here.