We are back from Switzerland! We took the plunge last Saturday and decided to drive the whole 7.5 hours back in one day. Well worth it to be sleeping in our own beds that night. I want to recap our whole trip because it was absolutely amazing. That will come with a separate post. Here’s just a little catch up on what’s been going on lately.
We’ve been living in our new apartment for three months now. Hard to believe! With family trips to Tuscany and Switzerland in-between, those months have come and gone quickly. I have to say, it feels like we have been living in this space all along. We are so comfortable here and especially love our view of the water and the busy restaurants along the port. It’s a great place to be in the summer months when the sun stays out so long.
Now that we are in our final months of living in Antwerp, I tend to open my eyes a bit wider when I’m strolling the familiar streets. There are so many things I’m going to miss about our city. As much as we have talked about this and that which we miss in the U.S., Garrett and I both know what an adjustment it’s going to be when we actually move back. I’m glad I am remembering to look around and soak things up before this beautiful chapter of our lives comes to an end.
And on that topic, we still do not know where we are going! It feels like every month we are saying, “next month we will know more.” We are telling our family and friends that a decision WILL be made in August. But will it? Who knows!
My family is all out in Montana right now, partly to celebrate my Grandfather’s life. He passed away last month and I never wrote about it. I’m not sure why, except that I felt removed from the situation living so far away from my family. It was expected, he wasn’t doing well for quite some time. It was expected, but it wasn’t.
My Grandfather was an amazing man. He had a long, successful career with IBM, before that he fought in both WWII and the Korean War. He raised three beautiful, unique, funny, awesome daughters (one being my mom). He was a great granddad to me and my brother. I remember he use to tell us stories from WWII, and my grandmother would tell us that we must be special because he typically never talked about the war. We knew he was a hero from those stories.
Over the last several years it’s became more apparent that age was taking it’s toll on Grandpa. Not just physically, more so mentally. In our last visits, it became increasingly difficult for me to carry on conversations with him. Though, I probably should have tried harder and didn’t give him enough credit for what he was able to comprehend. Till the end he kept his sense of humor. I remember still getting a chuckle out of him when we visited last Christmas, the last time I got to see him. We brought Hayden to Virginia when we were back in the U.S. to visit with my aunts, and mostly to meet my grandparents. I’m so glad we made that short drive from Harrisburg.
This is the third summer I have not been out to Montana and it hurts my soul. I’ve been skyping with my family, seeing the sun shine through the windows of our cabin. I’ve been following my parents’ friends pictures on Facebook. Apparently my mom and dad had a Garrett and Teddie wedding reunion out there this summer! All were invited except the bride and groom! Okay, not everyone, but they have had quite the guest list this July. I’m glad for my mom. She lost her dad this year, she needs to be surrounded by as many people who love her as possible. And for my grandma who is also spending a lot of time in Montana this summer. I can’t think of a better place to heal.
Miss Hayden turned 10 months old two days ago. She is turning out to be quite the ball of fire! Oh my goodness, do we have our hands full. I’ll write a separate post about her with more updates. For now, you are all caught up!