Ever have an idea or dream that sits in the back burner of your mind only to surprisingly come to the forefront at the most unexpected time? So begins the story of our BIG move...
"Wouldn't it be cool to live in Europe someday?"
That's where it started. A fantasy in the undetermined future. 5-8 years. Maybe. Who knows? Life keeps happening and distracting us in different directions.
Enter December 2015. A date pops into my head. April 17, 2017.Somehow, I knew this was the date we’d move to Europe.
I say to my husband "Hey, weird, but I got a date of when we should move to Europe."
“Really? Last week a date popped into my head too.”
“What??!! Tell me your date.” I say
"April, 17, 2017"
What? Wait, WHAT?! I tell him the same date came to me too.
We look at each other, then say, "I guess we're moving to Europe, April 17, 2017."
It was decided.
Our plane landed on March 29, 2017. No plan. Never been to the Netherlands. No place to live yet. No jobs. Everything we owned in 9 suitcases. Our 12 year old cat Stella, and our 5 year old son. Many called us brave. Some called us foolish. But isn't all of life like that? Everyone has a different perspective or opinion on your choices. Ultimately, you have to do what feels right for you.
Through serendipitous events which makes for a much longer and even better story, our place found us. Paul had been quite active on a Facebook group, Expats Utrecht, asking all sorts of questions around the process of moving, and sharing our story along the way of going from West Coast of America to the Netherlands.
Against all odds of finding a place to live without secured job contracts, someone reached out to us that had been following our story via the group. Normally, she said, she'd proceed with a credit check and job contract for renting her place out. Instead she said, "I just have a good feeling, like an intuition about you two living here." Rental contract signed. Keys in hand.
The date we moved in to our new home?
April 17, 2017
Intuition confirmed. We had officially arrived.