Revisiting reality...

Over my life, I've come to realize that no matter what we plan for ourselves, life often has made other plans for us. For the past year or so, I've sort of had this plan/dream that one day I would be moving to and living permanently in Sweden. I've looked on-line at possible locations, apartments, homes and whatnot. I've explored various cities and towns to see what life would be like when I was there. Of course, my exploration was limited to what I could find on the Internet or could glean from talking to my Swedish friends and family.

I still have that dream and, honestly, truly believe that one day, Alexander and I, will get there. But lat week, another possibly scenario presented itself. As we were driving through downtown Kenosha, Alex asked me about a tall, apartment complex there. It is a rent controlled complex for Senior Citizens. When I explained what it was he said, "My dad could live there if he moved here."

In my desire to move to Sweden, I often thought about there being a time when Alex's father was not able to take care of himself and how I would easily make the decision to be there to take care of him with Alex if necessary. I never thought about the possibility of him moving here to the US. But the more I've thought about it, now that the seed has been planted, the more I think it would easy to make that decision as well. Because for me, no matter the plan, no matter which way the plane flies, at the end of the day, it is family that matters. And I know I will go where my family, either immediate or by marriage, needs me.

(But, I'm not giving up on moving to Sweden just yet!)