It was so hard to say goodbye to my family who would not join me for another 4 weeks.

This was a big step for me, starting all over! It was scary and exciting at the same time.

Whilst I had previously relocated from Germany to England in my twenties, this was very different. Back then I was single, carefree and very ambitious. At the same time, I knew if things didn’t work out, I would return to my native country, after all the UK was only a stone throw away from home.

Relocating this time was very different, neither single nor carefree but still very ambitious.

Like many others we went on regular holidays to the Middle East, particularly to escape the British winter. Moving to a warmer climate with sunshine on tap had been a dream of mine for years but sitting on that plane 6 years ago without my family I was overcome with worry... 

What if this was not the right decision? What if this didn’t work out? The new job, a new home, a new school, new friends and being far away from family…?! The pressure was on, self-inflicted pressure, unnecessary pressure.

Fast forward to today. How do I feel about it looking back?

I am glad we took the plunge. We had an amazing 4 ½ years there. The experience taught me so much, about people, about life and of course about myself. 

It helped me grow in many ways, at a professional and personal level. I wouldn’t have missed it for the world and I am grateful to have had the opportunity.

We can achieve great things when we push ourselves, when we trust our own ability and when we follow our dreams. 

Take the plunge!