BC it is...

I will make this post short as it is late and I need to attend to my messy kitchen, (ok house) if I do not, then in the a.m. it will take twice as long, and the week looks pretty packed already. So many of you know from the very scrutinized but still popular facebook (I think it's pretty funny how many lurkers there are on FB that don't admit it) that my hubby received the news Friday we were posted to BC which we are of course happy about. I wasn't totally surprised as I knew there were 9 postings in BC for Darryl's troop and 8 people from BC so the odds were good. That being said, there was 1 cadet who had picked BC and lives on the island who got AB but he and his wife were open to some adventures, so it was good.
Well what is it like having your life on paper in the palm of someone's hand somewhere in a RCMP staffing office in BC, who has never met you, and will be deciding your future? Well, I say to people, it is like the end of a pregnancy. Your a little tired of people asking, (but your happy they care)though you hope it's soon, you know your life is going to change dramatically either way, but you still want the outcome. The beginning seems so fast, and now the end is really dragging out, and you just want it out. But I like to see it as being in the palm of Gods hand, and it feels much more reassuring then. I have been bemoaning a little bit to Darryl about possibly moving, but he keeps reminding me of what we signed up for in the beginning and we knew this time would come. That being said, when your husband hands in an application to the RCMP and you agree, it seems like a long shot. Then suddenly here we are 2 years later, and what we had agreed upon is now becoming a reality. So last night, after some enlightenment and prayer, I decided to be happy either way. This whole experience has been and is a huge gift from God, and the sooner I accept it, the easier it will become, despite the outcome. I told D last night, I said for better or for worse, and I meant it. That being said, God always seemingly has a way of making a not so great situation, a great one. So it is actually quite exciting, to think we could have a whole new different life waiting for us in some un-named city or town, or rabbit hole for that matter. It is time to be tough and tough times never last, but tough people do. I  also like that saying "fake it, till you make it" I used that a lot when I was starting out as a Fitness Instructor and it is really true. You can change your thoughts, then your thoughts start to become your actions and your actions become who you are.

I also think if I accept that we will be moving and decide to be happy about it before we actually find out, then either way, it won't be so hard. Another wife from depot said "I am hoping for the best, and preparing for the worst". So 2-3 weeks is how long we have left with this whole ordeal...for the most part, and I am excited and also trying to someone enjoy the unknown. There is a cadet in Darryl's troop who knows he is going to one of those postings waaay up north in MB, and he also had 3 boys and a wife. His posting however, doesn't even require a squad car, it requires a quad and atv vehicles. His kids will not be able to attend school as there is no school that is even remotely close, and his wife has to face the fact that she is now a full fledge homeschooling mother. Along with the fact, this man's future job here will include scaring off Polar Bears from locals and having a detachment that is a mobile. And they are from Toronto...Yeesh. So I am not complaining, instead I am trusting that whatever the outcome, God has great plans for us, and we are just here patiently waiting to find out what the beginning of this whole adventure entails. For the record, I am glad I don't have to make the BIG decision.

There are two ways to live your life. One is though nothing is a miracle, the other is as though EVERYTHING is a miracle.”

Albert Einstein