Change is scary.
And my life is currently nothing but change.
In the past six months I’ve changed everything from my phone number and my country of residence, to my marital status and even my last name.
Change greets me when I walk out the door and I don’t hear my native language. Or when I run out of my favorite beauty product and have to explore 10 stores to find something similar. When I go to sign a receipt, only to realize I can’t use the same signature I’ve had for years.
Some days I feel like I’ve gone through a rebirth. My life looks nothing like it did even just a few months ago.
But change is also exciting.
Moving to a new place means new opportunities, like going on a honeymoon road trip through six countries. Having a different last name feels like the creation of a new part of myself, like I can explore a piece of my identity that I never knew was there before. Learning a new language is a rewarding (albeit difficult) experience that has taught me a lot and challenged me to remain a lifelong learner.
Maybe that is part of the reason why I’m starting this blog. I want to document this season of change. The good. The bad. The reality of what life looks like when you move to the other side of the world.
So I hope you’ll join me on this journey. It’s going to be quite the ride.