6 months in Bahrain
In September 2013, I moved from the United States to Bahrain. According to the Navy, my home of record is listed as Silverdale, WA. This is not my “home.” It still feels weird that I moved here from Washington and not California, so I count back to October 2012 when I moved from California to Washington. I really enjoyed Washington. You can read about my experiences here.
I started this blog in August 2013, which makes about seven months of this blog. Since then, there have been 3,356 views from 32 different countries and 164 different cities. CRB taking over the world!
It took me awhile to start getting settled in here, but it has finally started. Work is getting into a groove, the friends I have made from hockey are great, the church and men’s groups I connect with are great, and I have made a lot of contacts with different Navy personnel.
I have learned a lot about myself and about the world. I have met people from so many countries, I cannot imagine to list them all. I have visited 4 continents, 8 countries, all of them beautiful in their own way. In America, we take so much for granted. I do not think you realize it until you actually live in a country and experience the people. I have a lot of friends who were able to travel abroad when they were younger, and I can see the advantage of doing so. However, I think I can appreciate it more now than if I were to have done it when I was younger. I don’t know how to explain it, but I get to take a lot more in than I think I would have if I was younger. I see things differently.
The past six months have been difficult. Mentally, physically, emotionally, it has been a lot of change. Add in the year before that, and the past 18 months have been pretty extreme. Patience has been a virtue I have always wished to obtain, but I think that as I get older it comes. I am learning to sit back and wait and appreciate every bite. Every day. Every minute. Every day. I love the challenges I have been put through and know that they have made me stronger. I know that what lies ahead of me is nothing I cannot handle. I am appreciative of my family, my friends, and all of those around me.
I miss home. I miss Washington, America, and of course California. I never thought I would live overseas. Not in a million years. I know that my job can keep me away for quite some time, but I know where my true home is. I know that I will have this blog and keep in touch with everyone.
And when I really need to know I am home I will sit down to a meal of chicken, rice, and broccoli. I know that will always bring me home.
I cannot wait to come home. Thanks for reading and following. I hope you to see you all as soon as I get my feet back on American soil. Until then know how much I miss you, love you, and think of everyone. It has really be fun sharing all of this with you.