The Very Beginning

Well where did this all begin? When I was a kid there was a book, Alexander and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day by Judith Viorist that was a Garcia family favorite. Alexander's days were so bad he was forever moving to Australia. Evidently problems didn't exist in Australia. In my childhood home, if you voiced you were moving to Australia, everyone knew to stay out of your way, especially mom's. As a mother with my children, I was constantly moving to Australia. Now that I have grandchildren in Korea, I would be moving there. Clearly, problems didn't exist in Korea either. Sometime in October, after a harrowing experience with a frienenemy, in a text, I bemoaned to my daughter, if I could move to Korea. Sure she said. So, I was ready to leave. I had had enough crappy days in California, I thought. The idea of me moving to Korea had been bandied about with my daughter since my grandson was born in Spring, so it wasn't just, "I'm outta here," decision. I couldn't make a permanent move, but I could do two months. So without much hemming and hawing, I put in for a leave of absence from work and gave my 30 day notice to give up my apartment. So that's the beginning. Really life in California was pretty wonderful. The opportunity to live with my grandchildren abroad was a chance in a lifetime according to my other daughter. So here I am just getting into the routine of babies with colds and laughter with Lola, my grandma name. The laughter part you can't just bottle. You have to be here. I'm glad I am.