Saturday Feature: Beginnings In Bayern

Welcome to the first Saturday Feature! If you’re just joining us, on Monday I held a link-up where you could submit your favorite post from the prior week for a chance to be featured here on Saturday. I have to admit, every single entry this week was a good one! You made it SO HARD to choose! In the end, I decided on Shannon as a fellow expat in Germany who will be returning to the states very soon. They have already packed out of their apartment and she is beginning the series of goodbyes. I thought we could help make her smile by featuring her today and going by her blog and sending her some well wishes. 

Moving Sucks but I’m not going to be a Grumpy Cat about it

I guess we’ve finally entered that period where it’s time to start saying the goodbyes. This weekend we left our apartment and moved into the hotel on post. I said goodbye to my Women’s Ministry friends today. The countdown to America has officially begun.

Leaving our apartment had its share of tears. As I walked through before we left, every room had a memory. I thought about the day I arrived in Germany after our wedding and how Fionn carried me across the threshold. I remembered teaching myself to embroider in my craft room, trying to fill up oodles of spare time with something, anything productive. I thought about the days spent battling my German washing machine, inventing things in the kitchen, and time spent drinking tea with girlfriends in my living room. The joy of finally making friends!

One thought that really struck me was how much my experience in this place has changed. If you told me in 2012 that I would be in tears when faced with leaving my Bavarian village in the middle of nowhere, I would have laughed in your face. I would have been elated to get the hell out of Dodge. Moving was hard, and I let myself get bogged down by a lot of negativity. Pretty much, I was the human version of Grumpy Cat.

My goal for our next move!

When I first came to Bavaria, after the newness and excitement of getting married and moving to a new country wore off, it seemed pretty bleak. It took me ages to make friends. I was rejected or just ignored from every job I applied for. I had tons of free time, nothing to do, and lots of people asking me, “What do you do all day?”

In the darkest times, probably about 8 months into my move abroad, I often dreamed of just going back to the States. I wondered if my situation would ever change or improve. I wondered if I should give up hope. I wondered if I would feel this way forever.

Whenever I worried about things as a kid, (which was pretty much every night), my mom would tell me,“The best and the worst thing about life is that nothing lasts forever.” That phrase has been on repeat in my brain as I face the daunting prospect of moving to a brand new place, making new friends and a new life, and then (most likely) picking up and moving again 6-8 months later and starting the process all over again.

I’m not going to lie, I’m scared. Scared of all the work it’ll require, scared of going through that “period of suck” that everyone endures when they move to a new place, and most of all scared of the what if’s.

What if I’m lonely? What if I don’t make friends? What if I can’t find a job? What if we get sent somewhere I really don’t like and I’m miserable?! Oh man, what if we get Alaska??

I’m scared of all these things. But then I think about 2012 Shannon and how much she hated Bavaria and how that girl morphed into 2014 Shannon who ugly cried when she gave up her apartment keys. I think of 2010 Shannon moaning that she was going to be alone FOREVER and just needed to get her brood of cats already because she’d never meet the right guy and how that girl became 2011 Shannon saying “I do.” Or how about 2009 Shannon who cried on the train to Paris because she was convinced she’d never live in Europe again or see any of the international friends she’d made that semester ever again. If only she could have seen me a few weekends ago meeting my best friend from that semester for a drink in Berlin.

My point is, despite my fears, I am going to try to embrace two things this year: hope and patience. Life changes and we despair. We get stuck in that moment and refuse to look ahead. But around the corner, sometimes just days or weeks or hours away, is something great. Something life changing. Something hopeful.

Das Leben ist kein Ponyhof - Life is not a Pony Farm

Moving sucks. No doubt about it. But as I prepare to move again (and possible again and again), I’m reminded that moving means a fresh start. I don’t know what the future will hold for me. Maybe I’m a few weeks away from meeting a friend who becomes like a sister to me. Or maybe I’m a few opportunities away from the job of my dreams. Maybe I’ll be one door over from the neighbor who inspires me to do life better. Who knows?

Yeah, I’ll have bad days. Frustrated days. Woe is meeeeee days. But I hope that once my pity party is done, I’ll remind myself that being a Grumpy Cat won’t help anything and I need to embrace some hope and patience.

Cause the best and worst thing about life is that nothing lasts forever.

(Thanks, Mom.)

Hope you all have a great weekend and join me again for The Monday Ante for your chance to be C2C’s Saturday Feature!



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18 thoughts on “Saturday Feature: Beginnings In Bayern

    1. Deanna Herrmann Post author

      Thanks, Shannon! I hope I have some adventures for you to follow! ;-) I’m looking forward to seeing what life brings you in the states.

  1. Anni

    I love this post! Thank you so much for sharing!

    I’m in pretty much the same situation - maybe a 3 week delay lol…. It’s going to be tough, I know it. But it will be worth it!

    Now I’m heading over to Shannon’s blog to start following her! :)

    Have a great weekend!

  2. bevchen

    Well done Shannon! And great choice of post Deanna.

    “The best and worst of life is that nothing last forever”. What a great saying! Shannon’s mum is obviously very wise.

  3. Amy R

    This is an amazing post and she totally deserves your Saturday feature spot! I think there is something amazing about grasping the fact that nothing stays the same. And is can be sad, but it can also be joyful. I hope Shannon finds the next move easier - sounds like she learned an awful lot during her time in Germany.


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