Worth the Wait

May 28...the date of our last blog post. Please accept my sincerest apologies for the break in blog entries. In some ways it feels as if there wasn't much to write about and in others it's as if there is just so much to tell that it's too overwhelming to start. One theme remains constant - Adam and Callie Wilhoit have SO MUCH to be grateful for and hope that this long awaited soliloquy is worth the wait. Please view this post as a somewhat pointillistic representation of our last few months. It won't include everything, but it will hopefully give an overarching glimpse of why we are just so lucky.

To begin, some may have done the math and be concerned that Adam and I are due for deportation. Yes, we arrived in beautiful Wellington on the 20th of August 2010 for a year long adventure in the lands down under with equally as long Working Holiday Visas. Fate, however, just isn't ready to return us back to the States. In April Adam finally received a much sought after and prayed for skilled-migrant Visa complete with a partners open work permit for me that is good until well into 2013. Thus, Adam is able to continue padding his resume with new skills and certifications from his employment with FX Networks while I am able to pursue this crazy movie world with the hobbits. While this may sound like it was an easy feat, my under-practiced blogging skills can not begin to sufficiently express the relief that came with the receipt of those Visas. The peace with which one is able to doze off at night knowing that something so bureaucratically uncontrollable is accomplished is indescribable.

Once we knew with certainty that we would be allowed back into the country, we set our sights homeward for a much needed visit back to see loved ones. Our simple plan turned into a whirlwind return back home for an unbelievable reunion with friends and family. Thus, while this blog generally depicts our adventures in Kiwiland, I hope that its Wandering Wilhoit title will justify the following account of our adventure home. Warning: our travels took us on a combined total of 25 flights, so beware jet lag resulting from viewing.

Steve and Linda, Adam's parents, kindly picked us up from the SeaTac airport and promptly shuttled us to the most convenient Wendy's Hamburger Restaurant for Adam's requested first meal back. Thankfully, our culinary trip only improved from there :) We had a wonderful few days in Anacortes exploring the beautiful island and catching up with some Skagit Valley friends. The Wilhoit Bed and Breakfast is always a favourite retreat and we couldn't think of a better place to reset our internal clocks.




Leaving gorgeous Fidalgo island at a quarter to five in the morning wasn't restful, but it was with eager hearts that we pointed our little VW southward to take on a very long "to-do" list for the Puyallup area. Over the course of a single morning we were able to take care of everything from renewing my drivers license to ensuring that our condo and storage units were properly sorted for yet another year without us. We met up for a lovely brunch with the music teacher folk in Puyallup followed by a fun trip to the Woodland Park Zoo and dinner with PLU friends. The next day brought us back in touch with Adam's colleagues from the Puyallup ITC as well as his mates from Kent. It's amazing to see how many wonderful life changes that can happen within a year.




Following another very early morning wake up call and a memorably surprising limousine ride later, we were back at SeaTac and on our way to St. George, Utah.

My sister, Kara, and her beautiful family moved to St. George the same week that Adam and I moved to Wellington, so this was our first time visiting their new home and adopted city. In case anyone was wondering, St. George is HOT in July. It was only with a lot of perseverance, perspiration, and well working air conditioning that Adam managed to survive his visit. Playing with the Wheelers was WELL worth the sizzle. We ventured all over the area including swims at the pool, splashes at the splash pad, and a wonderful 15 mile hike in Zions National Park. Considering the desert climate is inhospitable to anything that sets off Adam's allergies, I know that we will be back in St. George as often as possible to enjoy the respite from sniffles and sneezes as well as to enjoy the amazing company and natural environment.




I couldn't believe it when I found my own husband in bed with another woman!

Almost as exciting as playing with the Wheelers was the moment Papa Kay arrived from Omaha with a precious little package in tow...ZOE!!! Oh it was a beautiful reunion. We sniffed and snuggled, wagged and wiggled as a whole family for hours. She's become a great companion to her Papa Kay. He and Nomi Ann have taken wonderful care of our little puggy. She's all the happier and healthier for her time in the Midwestern air - though perhaps a bit grayer for the months that have passed. Now she looks like a wise, old, happy puppy.

Leaving Papa Kay and Zoe to drive from St. George to Omaha with the three youngsters and Kara, Adam and I returned to the airport once again to board a plane to Helena, Montana for the most momentous occasion of our trip. Adam's sister was married in a gorgeous Renaissance ceremony. While we've been asked not to report much online, please know that it was a wonderful occasion to celebrate with family and friends from all over the world. The bride was beautiful, the groom dashing, the weather perfect, and the costumes regal.



It was with a very heavy heart that I put Adam on a plane the day after the wedding to start his solo journey back towards New Zealand. Reality dictated that he needed to get back to the real world of work and responsibility while I was blessed to hide my head in the sand for a little while longer by heading home to the Midwest with my mom to Omaha.

My summer weeks in Omaha were largely spent inside since the country was seized by a record setting heatwave throughout my visit. Going to Omaha is always a chance for me to "go home" again. This time, however, it was made particularly special because Kara and the kids were also in Omaha for a full three weeks. I think I love hanging with my nieces and nephew most because I get to experience the world through their eyes and with their energy. Kids are a great excuse to pull out the slip n' slide, go to the zoo, play at the children's museum, and dance with reckless abandon at Jazz on the Green. To be fair, it's all the more fun since the kids I get to hang out with happen to be the absolute cutest in the world. Eli is a snuggler, Talia bursts with love and enthusiasm, and Brooklyn is turning into a beautifully mature young lady. I'm so proud to be related to such a cool family.

Alas, the sad day came when the Wheelers needed to return to their desert homeland. Jason was able to steal away from his work as an architect just long enough to fly out to meet up with Kara and the kids and help them drive the many hours home to Utah. It was great to have 9 out of 10 of the family together for a day, but Uncle Adam was dearly missed by kindred and canine alike.

Thus, while I can't deny that it was difficult to part ways with my daughter and parents at the Omaha Airport for what will undoubtedly be another long period of time, I must admit that it was oh so sweet to arrive back "home" in Wellington on a gorgeous winter day with the cutest husband ever eagerly waiting at the airport.

It is often commented to us that it must be very difficult living away from friends and family for so far and for so long. The truth is that we are living the best of every world. We have multiple cities and even countries that we genuinely call "home." With such amazing support systems behind us in every hemisphere it's nearly impossible to feel isolated. Besides, considering I promised my mother grandchildren in exchange for long term puppy sitting, here's hoping that the extra year abroad will eventually bring about a future family that is Well Worth the Wait.