For as long as I can remember, at least 10 years, our daughter has wanted to move to Japan. She goes there 3 or 4 times a year and has been actively looking for a job there for quite awhile. At Christmas she let us know that it looked like she had finally found something and at the end of January the formal offer was made and she accepted.
Today she gave official notice to her current employer and April 1 will be her last day of work. She'll be coming down here for about a week and then she flies off to Japan to the city of Fukuoka. Fukuoa is located on the southern island of Kyushu, is Japan's 6th largest city and is approximately 7,543 miles from here and 13 hours ahead of us. Strangely enough Atlanta is one of Fukuoka's sister cities.
She is so thrilled that she's walking on air. After the first shock and sadness we have come to terms with this and we're happy for her. We know that where she's been and the job she's had has been very stressful and have brought her no joy. And we're firm believers in the idea that everyone needs some joy in their life, so we're hopeful that Japan will be everything she has ever wanted it to be. It sounds like she has an interesting job, she has friends already living there and best of all her commute won't be in a car or on roads with crazy drivers.
Don't know if we can deal with a long flight to Japan, will have to find some where to stop off and break up the trip, but I'm sure we'll end up over there at some point. Of course she'll have to come home for Christmas, that's not negotiable.