I've been expecting you

In life there are a lot of things that you expect. Whether it is from yourself or from others.

Sam expected me to arrive in the UK on March 15, 2011 and god bless my air plane, I did!

It was a long & tiring flight. Time flew by with the help of my Ipod and the little TV in front of me where I watched some films. I ate, tried to sleep, and just dreamt. When we landed in the Midlands I couldn't believe that I was no longer living in America,  quite a strange feeling that was.. 

Customs went smoothly and luckily all my bags made it to the conveyor belt in the baggage claim area. Also, they didn't take too long to come out, usually mine take forever. With my life packed in 2 suitcases, a carry on and a huge bag, I happily walked out into my new country. 

It was a cloudy with a chance of meatballs sort of day. I waited inside because I had a lot to wheel out and I wanted to rely on the help of my Englishman. He was running late due to traffic and he also didn't want to get there too early due to the high charges in the car park at the airport. 

I stood inside waiting and then this young girl and her father approached me asking for help on how to use the phone booth. They weren't from England and they didn't understand which coins to use. Now, in my first and second summer here I wasn't really used to the coins in England either and usually when I went out anywhere spending money I would use notes and end up with sh!t loads of change. My friends used to laugh at me for that but I just wanted to make my life easier. Luckily by 2011 I knew which coin was which, it's not rocket science! So that day in the airport last March I felt so proud of myself that I could help this family out, that was my good deed of the day! .:Pats self on the back:.

When Sam arrived my heart thumped fast when I saw his cute little face. I felt like being an actress in those cheesy romantic chick flicks I watch, and throw down my luggage and run and jump into his arms. However, I restrained myself for the sake of embarrassment.   

It was pure bliss though seeing him and knowing there would be no more distance and from that day forward I would be able to wake up to him every single day!

We drove home to where we live with his parents and 2 silly dogs.  I quickly tried to unpack as much as I could so that it would feel like home sooner rather than later. I did just that then I took a long snooze!

That day was great and it was good to be back here again. After that day I was busy seeing friends and some of Sam's family. Soon after that my days wouldn't consist of catching up, it would consist of the big WP ...Wedding planning!  Ahhh it sounds insane to start planning a May wedding in March but with no job and free time it was possible! Hey if anyone ever needs a wedding planner, I'm your girl!  ;-)   

My next post will consist of the wedding planning saga..So stay tuned!

"Why did you move to England?"

Hello (to anyone who reads this..And I really hope people will.)

Well, where do I even begin???

^ That question has been in my head for the past few years now, so you would think that I know the answer by now!

I grew up in America. I loved it. I will always love it. (More about that some other time.)

Everything about my life in America was great, I have no complaints. As a kid I loved it so much and used to think I would never leave New Jersey let alone the US of A. But in 2007 my life changed when I met a guy from England. 

Some people thought it was cheesy, while other people I knew thought it was romantic. 

A lot of people judged me and tried to give me their opinions, but I didn't want to listen. I was going to stand my ground ..And I did!

Me and Sam fought hard to make our long distance relationship prosper. I won't lie it was really tough but really worth it! It all paid off on the 20th of May 2011 when we got married here in England. 

I have so much to blog about. I should have began blogging sooner but life has been extremely busy since preparing to move here and settling in here.

I want this blog to focus on my transition into life here as an American expat in the UK. I hope that it will help other Americans who are thinking of moving abroad, or are already living abroad. I'll also try to talk about non expat things and just write about things in general because I would like for my family and friends back home to keep up with my new life.

 I'll mention more about me moving here, what the process was like and how I am getting on now in later posts.

Before I end this I'll just simply answer the question to what this post is titled. It's the question everyone I come into contact with keep asking me and I only have this answer:

I moved to England to be with my soul mate. Simply because if I didn't I would probably live the rest of my life thinking "What If?" There's a huge world out there and I want to explore it and start anew because we only have one life and I want to live mine to the fullest. 

I know people are interested but some simply can not fathom why I moved, even after I explain why..

.:SMH:.

So here's to hoping some of you can understand it.

*Thanks for reading.*