Juneau. Juneau, Alaska. Joe and I and Juneau, Alaska. Was this really happening? I said it over and over again inside my head.
JUNEAU, ALASKA
Yes, it really did happen. It happened December 28th 2010.
Sometimes when I wake up I have to remind myself where I am. Juneau. Juneau, Alaska. Joe and I are in Juneau, Alaska.
I was afraid at first. I feel like when I was younger I was fearless. But life changes and along with life, so do I. I am not as fearless as I use to be. I was afraid of what people would think of me, would they like me? Would Joe and I have friends? I was afraid of work, of a new job, and the expectations that I would have to meet. I was afraid of leaving my family and friends so far behind me. I new I would get homesick. The fear continued to build and build. But with a little bit of faith and some encouragement from my daddy and my sweet and wonderful husband Joe, I managed to swallow that fear…more or less forced onto the plane leaving for Alaska.
I wasn’t just afraid though, I had many emotions pumping through my veins: excitement, happiness, adventure, and hope. It was all so intense, so thrilling.
As our plane prepared for our descent into Juneau, my heart began to beat so fast. Faster, b-boom, b-boom. And faster, b-boom, b-boom, b-boom. This was it, this was no dream; I was fully awake and aware of my surroundings. We were now landing, and through the fog I saw what was waiting for me, and I fell in love.
It’s been about a month and a half since Joe and I arrived to Juneau. I remember that first day as the plane came out of the fog; I caught a glimpse of the beauty that was unfolding in front of me. It was not only the beauty that I saw through my eyes as we glided through the air towards the ground; but the beauty of being with my husband and the amazing opportunity to grow with him and draw closer to him; just Joe and I on an adventure together; away from everything but Alaska and ourselves.
And so far that is what it has been for us: an opportunity for us to grow together and as individuals. It has been a blessing, a gift from above that we could come here to beautiful Alaska.
After Joe and I got off of the plane we went to Grandma’s Featherbed, which is a beautiful, cozy hotel with a restaurant inside it. This was our home for about ten days until we moved into Mel Perkin’s home. Mel Perkin’s and his wife are incredible people; they are the ones who gave us a job working at Grandma’s Featherbed. We live in the Perkins’ upstairs loft. It is a cute and comfy little place we like to call home.
