O.M.G. The all-important passport request (PPR) call has finally come. It lasted less than a minute, and that was all it took to turn my head upside down. The crossroads I have been journeying towards is now in sight!
So, I take my passport in Tuesday, and I wait for the call to return to collect it. My plans for going home to my husband before our second anniversary are very probable now, they are no longer just a possibility.
I have so much to organize and plan. First, though, a celebration. Getting this far required a lot of learning, a lot of hard work and expense, and no small amount of patience and I think I shall congratulate myself a little. Insofar as I have mostly resisted the urge to whine or complain, insofar as I have spent the time waiting fruitfully, I believe it is OK to congratulate myself that much and to celebrate. *cheers*
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