It's officially unofficial. David got his offer on Friday, but until a moving truck pulls up, I'm still not believing it's happening. WE'RE MOVING TO BRAZIL...in about six months. Time to let it sink in, prepare, sell a house in a stagnant market, learn how to say "I don't speak Portuguese" (or know how to spell it), stock up on supplies, learn to Samba, divide up a household, but not enough time to say goodbye to our great life in Auburn, Alabama.
Today I'm putting this blog out there for all to read, knowing this journey is in the planning stages and about to get very interesting. Having been through several corporate moves through the years, everyday is another question to answer, another form to fill out, another loose end to tie up. As anxious as I am to move on, I'm grateful for the extra time to absorb this first international move in all its complexity. Add to that, a very busy summer schedule, many places in the South I'd still like to visit, and lots of research about Sao Paulo, Brazil ahead of me, I can probably count on a few bottles of medicinal red wine in my future.
So to all our friends and family, apply for your passports, save your money (for expensive airline tickets), get your base tan, loosen up those hips (and attitudes), and come visit us in Brazil. Our doors will be open to everyone. Rio, Copacabana, Ipanema will be in our backyard- the Amazon within reach.
I'm planning on floating my candle off the coast of Rio De Janiero on New Years Eve to thank my God for all the blessings we've received this year.
Twelve years ago, I told my Husband I'd follow him anywhere, but I never knew we'd go so many places together. I subtitled this blog "walking to Brazil and back" because I want to go slowly, to savor this experience like an after dinner walk, and notice small details with every step.
Let the journey begin.
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