29 Days and Counting

We are fours weeks and a day away from moving to Berlin. As in Germany. Yes, as in across the ocean, with two young children and a lot of questions.

It is also true that I am freaking out. Big time.

Will the house be cleared out in time?

Will I regret tossing childhood and college mementos?

Will all of the proper documentation both in the US and in Deutschland be completed correctly?

Will this downsizing (including having no cars) be enough to break me?

Will they kick us out of Germany?!?

Is this fear simply about the logistics or a bigger question related to my life’s purpose?

Will I find people in Berlin? Like me? Who like me?

Wait, haven’t people come out of the woodwork to help us? Yes. Don’t we already have friends in Berlin? Yes. Aren’t I meeting new friends of friends on-line who are already helping us and who I feel a connection to even though we haven’t met in person? Yes.

It’s true. We have a small, but growing community in Berlin already through work and through friends of friends. I have a connection to cousins in Germany already who I’ve visited on several occasions (my mom was born there and is half German). I’ve been to Germany a half dozen times. I’ve spent an accumulated total of roughly two months in Berlin alone. And it feels good there. Like my kind of place there.

Maybe this crazy scheme will work out….