Scottish DH and I have been married and in the US together for 10+ years. He has US citizenship, we have kids and a house. We are settled and he's committed to life in the US.
Here's the kicker: In a shocking turn of events, my dad died suddenly a few months ago, and now it's me who longer feels committed to our life here. I find myself unexpectedly very homesick for the UK.
We recently got back from visiting Scotland for the first time in 3+ years, and I honestly felt like I'd gone home. I felt this deep sense of belonging again that filled the emptiness my dad left behind. (My own tiny family has always been hot and cold.) I absolutely adore his family and feel so close to them. My kids had cousins to play with, loving aunts and uncles and grandparents. We were able to go away for a couple nights for the first time since before we had kids.
Almost nothing in the US has stayed the same for us in the last decade. We've lost almost all of the people and places that made the US "home" to me. We even live in a different state. Losing my dad really was the last straw for me. DH's family and where they live have not changed in the 13 years I've known them. After what happened this year, that is extremely comforting. Being there really is second nature to me.
DH is very settled here in the US, so while he is fairly open to the idea of moving back, he is very hesitant. I appreciate that he's cautious, because we do live in a safe area with no crime, good schools, we love our house and yard. It took us a decade to reach this point of stability and comfort, and we'd be giving it all up in a matter of months for a completely different life. But my dad's death was a wakeup call to what is truly important to me. Life is very short.
I'm under no illusion that I'll just slip into a new life over there and live happily ever after (I'm no stranger to moving). I'm expecting a challenging adjustment period with maybe even regrets. But I'm looking at the big picture now.
While we were over, my DH spoke to his brother about housing, cost of living, etc., so some of his family know this idea is crossing our mind. They seemed surprised but thrilled. I've been starting to research visas and other logistics and we meet the requirements.
But because DH is not completely on board yet, the whole idea still feels very abstract. We also have to make our decision from three thousand miles away too, which is very intimidating. I can't even fill out the visa form because they expect a travel date. We are so far off from even considering that.
I'm wondering if anyone has had experience uprooting a completely settled life (with your UK spouse) to start all over again, for family reasons? How did it go? What can I expect that I might be overlooking? How do you "unsettle" yourself without fear?