This time last year I packed up my little bedroom along with a couple of old pots and pans from uni, and moved from my family home by the sea in North Wales to Lincoln… a city I’d never even visited before, I wrote about getting married, moving house and new beginnings this time last year! Looking back it was a bold move, but my husband (Jay) is there for work so I knew that’s where I wanted to be (after doing long distance for 5 years I quickly got sick of seeing him over Face time). Here are some of the highs and lows I’ve experienced over the past year and how it really felt moving to a new city…
Thankfully I feel like the highs definitely outweigh the tougher times, especially now I’m more settled. I’ve found the hard times come in waves, one day it can feel all consuming and I really miss home, then the next few weeks after that I’ll feel content, it’s forever changing, but getting easier. The biggest high for me other than being able to live with Jay has been the opportunities, especially coming from a little town in North Wales, Lincoln has been the perfect step to advance in my career. I’ve also met some amazing people and started to make friends which has been refreshing.
I feel like this past year I’ve grown as a person massively, and as non british as it is I feel bloody proud that I’ve managed to do and still be in one piece! I’ve never not been confident but having to start fresh forced me to do so many things I just wouldn’t have done before. Along with that it’s the little things like figuring out where everything is, going to a brand new doctors and dentist, things I used to know and never had to think about I had to figure out new. I feel like I’m constantly being pushed out of my comfort zone and I love that aspect of it.
Another amazing thing is having new places to visit, I’m closer to London which is amazing for work and I’ve got Nottingham, Sheffield, Leeds and York all within an hour or so. I really think depending on the circumstances everyone’s highs and lows of moving will be different, but it’s definitely what you make of it.
I’m not going to sugar coat this, the thing that gets to me most is not being close to family and friends. There’s little things I miss about North Wales (I love the beach so swapping that for fields was a bit of a let down), but mostly it’s the people. If anything it’s made me realise how lucky I am to have friends and family that are so supportive, want to come visit and really care about how I’m getting on. I’m an extrovert so I love the company of others and I’ve spent more time alone this past year than ever before. I’m still learning how to process it and be happy, it’s not something that comes naturally to me but I’m definitely getting there. I try my best to stay in touch with people as much as possible, whether that’s going to visit or through Face Time and that’s been absolutely fine.
Moving somewhere that’s 3 hours from home isn’t ever going to be a doddle as you would expect, but like with I’ve just had to stay positive and focus on all the good that’s come out of it.
Overall it’s one of the best things I ever did, I love Lincoln as a place and one year later it’s starting to feel more and more like my home.
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