Was it hard, how hard was it?

A couple of months ago, I told my friends that I was pregnant and I was going to move to the U.K. with Michael. I was told that I was very brave. Others said I was crazy, while some said I was inspiring. I did not understand what was brave in my decision, why was I crazy to follow the father of my child and what was so inspiring about me or my decision?

First of all, I was already pregnant. Michael asked me to come and live with him so we can raise our child together. As a career oriented woman I struggled a little because I had the opportunity to follow my dream to be an anchor/reporter for a television station in Saipan in the Northern Marianas islands. That would have been my ultimate achievement as a journalist. In fact, I still planned to go despite the pregnancy.

So, what really made me decide to go to the UK despite the fact that I had already established myself in the US and had the opportunity to fulfill my dream? I did not make the decision just because of love because that’s just a feeling – it might fade. But Michael was very brave to take me with him to the U.K. despite the short time that we’ve known each other. I felt his sincerity, decisiveness, and bravery, and that convinced me to go with him.

So, was it a difficult choice? No, not at all. Any woman in my position would have done the same. Most strong willed, career oriented women like me tend to follow men once we see them being responsible.

While I had other options at that time, I had to think of what was best for my child, regardless of what I had planned. So I get why my friends said what I did was inspiring. But was I crazy to emigrate and be with the father of my child? Maybe some would think so, but I don’t.