I'm certainly glad I'm not alone in this, and even if others are not quite as freaked as me, the possibility of "What if it doesn't work??" certainly seems to have been thought through and discussed. Thanks to bookgrl, Carrie2Scotland, katrinacov, Aquila, phatbeetle, mirrajay, Mops, & internet addict for the replies...
bookgrl, I've saved the URL for the US Embassy. I just wonder exactly how much help the embassy would be in a "dire" situation, though?
katrinacov, I will be selling everything I own as well. This is a really big deal to me. I own my home outright - no mortgage, and it's been my greatest bit of security. The idea that, if the economy totally tanks, and regardless the fluctuations of life, I have moorings... But yeah, you gotta take risks, and I am not risk-averse.
Aquila, I very much like your point about the variability in outcome - some relationships with a long, slow beginning still fall apart, and others with a very brief commencement are enduring. Good to remember. In fact, my mother remarried after the death of my dad. She'd only known the man she married a very short time, and he'd actually only been to our house one time before she tied the knot. She's now 84, and they've been together 35 years. Of course, for him it was a move across town and not across the ocean... But still, things can and do work out, and length of "courtship" is really not a predictor, is it?
phatbeetle, so you had a nightmarish start to your relationship, but it's worked out in the end, then? However, it sounds like you've had friends who came to the rescue, and that's the back-up that I lack... *sigh*
mirrajay, I've tried talking to her about this. She gives the "everything will be okay" response, "you'll pick it all up quickly", and so on. She has a tendency to say/think that everything will be just fine - which might balance my tendency to worry, in the long run. For example, she was original supposed to fly over here, arriving May 7th. Then that darn volcano in Iceland began spewing it's ash... Apparently, I'm not in good favor with the volcano gods...
She kept saying it would be okay, and I had to ask her a million times to verify that her flight had not been canceled.
Finally, she called the airline, only to learn that
yes it had been canceled!! She says she will help me, and I do think she will. But truth is, she's got young kids who need her as well, so there will be limits on her time. Also, I don't know if she will be jealous of my independence... Getting out and about by myself... Bottom line, despite bringing up the issue, and despite her reassurances, I'm not certain that she fully comprehends exactly how needy I'll be. I'm not sure she, or anyone, would up and say, "Well, that might be a problem" or "Let's rethink this". I think most people would offer reassurances, but one never knows for certain how it will feel until they're in the position. Just no guarantees in life... I guess the best I can do is prepare her for it, and hope for the best??
internet addict, your description of the helplessness dilemma as being like a 5yo again is very helpful. Part of my problem is lacking the words to describe the disorientation I
know will be part of the relocation. She has not traveled outside of the UK since she was a teenager. I'm hoping her visit here will give her the chance to experience the many differences first hand, and get an inkling of what I'll be facing. I'm sooo torn. If time & money & logistics were not issues, then ideally I'd like to visit there at least once more, and not get married on her upcoming visit here. On the other hand, the separation is excruciating, and I detest the feeling that my life is in some kind of limbo.
Our situation may be pretty extreme - I don't know? We've only met once in person. But we've been in near-daily contact for about 9 months. Skype is a miracle! We leave it going even when we're not actively talking. I can see her sleeping (darn time zones!), her interactions with her kids, visits from her friends and neighbors, and so on. She can see the same on my end. That's about as good as it can get, given the miles.
Sometimes I can't help but wonder if I've lost my mind... Who would sell everything they own and move across the ocean to another country where they have no friends or family for someone they've only met in the flesh one time??? But despite the worst-case worries, and despite having only been together my one trip over there, I wouldn't even be entertaining the idea if there were no substance. I really don't want to paint a bleak picture. Love exists, and it is mutual, and we do "fit" like two puzzle pieces. I could not begin to imagine not having her in my life. And her kids are already invested in me - something I welcome wholeheartedly.
Still.. there
is that little "What if..." voice. And on that score, I simply don't know what my back-up plan could be. My own family is very dysfunctional and distant. Got no siblings, aunts & uncles all deceased, father deceased, elderly mother who could not help me - just my cousins basically, and we are not close enough to turn to them for help. I really don't know what I'd do if Mr. Hitchcock writes the script...
On a tangent.. what are the abbreviations I see of "dh" and so on?
Cheers coming from midday Friday in the eastern US!
Teddy