It's happening again. We're in Limbo. Limbo Land. Ever hear of it? We arrived here way too soon. I don't think I'm ready to camp out here again, so I think I'll just buy a house. Maybe some land. The girls would, of course, like horses. I've been here so many times, I'm making friends with the neighbors. We're at the place in this assignment where we are anxious to 'find out' what the envelope holds. (Remember it IS Golden Globes and Oscar season......) Hidden in it is the next
place home for this Air Force family. We should be moving this summer. Don't know where. Don't know when. Impossible to make plans for the future. No clue what continent to make them on.
For all my 'non-regs' out there, the journey TO this land that I'm speaking of generally happens unexpectedly and without actually knowing you ARE there. I think maybe we start wondering about Limbo Land when we've got a year or so left in the current assignment. Then, when the six month marker passes with no news.....BAM! You're there!!!! It's made even more interesting when the next assignment possibilities are scattered all over the globe. Impossible to plan. Really plan. We sketch notepads of differing "IF-THEN" senarios.
What can we military types do if we find ourselves in Limbo Land?
* Instead of beginning the 'backing away' process too early, glean moments of memories with cherished friends. I, for one, am notorious for 'retreating' too soon from relationships, I think, in order to make goodbyes easier in the long run. All I end up with are regrets.
Plans..... to give you hope and a future..........Gifts.....from none other than the Author of Hope himself!!!!