No Turning Back Now

After months of stalling, pouting and breathing frantically into a paper bag I finally gathered my courage and hit “purchase” on a plane ticket to Greenville, South Carolina this past February.
I had to go back to see if I could still imagine living there, to make sure that what we all felt during our road trip wasn’t some strange, one-time alignment of stars.

What if we were wrong? What if this city we spent less than a day in wasn’t anything like we thought?

I wanted to go without kids, without anyone to “sell”, just me, my gut and a girlfriend (to make sure I actually left the hotel room). I was so scared I would hate Greenville, while secretly hoping to visit and go “What the hell were we thinking, THIS PLACE SUCKS!”, storming out and returning to our little island.

Inconveniently, that didn’t happen and it all crystalized during lunch on our second day in town. Somewhere between the moment when the waiter asked “So, what brings you Ladies to town?” and when I started sobbing incoherently in reply…..that’s when I realized that I didn’t hate Greenville.

And not hating Greenville would mean that this move would have to become a reality now.

Damn.

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Troubled by this realization, yet encouraged by the low, low bar of “non hatred” for Greenville, I got the road trip mobile out of storage in Orlando and drove it to Greenville in March, this time to meet my teenage sons who currently live in Dallas. We visited high schools I had spent weeks researching and after gathering all my courage, we even went to looked at houses together.

Many of them had this strange white stuff on the ground. (Sigh)

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It turns out that Greenville is indeed a lovely city that we can still imagine living in. And while we didn’t find a house yet, we picked a high school and an approximate moving date.

As a display of my commitment/grasp on priorities, I went and bough wine glasses and an espresso machine for our future house in the US. They’re currently sitting in the trunk of my car, parked at the airport in Greenville.

Clearly, there is no turning back now.

Author: akafrancie

Originally Swiss, recovering Caribbean island inhabitant. Amateur zoo keeper. Probably under-caffeinated, always hungry and curious. Interested in technology, collaboration and connecting people. Resourcefulness is my super power.

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