Have you ever had one of
those weeks where so much happened in your life, but you feel like you haven’t
achieved anything? That’s me this week.
While I had prepared family
things for Valentine’s Day (baking, cards etc), I hadn’t, and couldn’t have
been prepared for the onslaught of emotionally draining baggage.
Early in the week I found
out a dear friend had made a short documentary
about repatriating to Armenia.
My husband translated for me as we watched. It left me an emotional wreck. What
she was saying about the feeling of living in Armenia was exactly how I feel.
Tears flowed, emotions that had been pushed down rose up and erupted.
This had followed a trip to
the shops the previous weekend, where I had that familiar overwhelming feeling
that I don’t want to be here, that I want to be living where I feel at peace and
where I feel home is – Armenia. It’s a feeling that has never left me, and only
becomes stronger since our return to Australia at the end of 2005.
This week has been full of
emotions erupting about this subject, emotions that had been suppressed in order
to function in day to day life here – an inner agony that I’ve had to silence.
Our children have known
since our return that living in Australia
is temporary. The dream has never died. Over the last 10 months we have worked
very hard to get our project up and running again. And we thought we’d done it
when we had someone very interested in a 50% partnership. It came to the stage
of signing a contract and transferring funds. And then it fizzled out. So
close, yet so far away. It’s the closest we had come since 2005.
Unless you’ve lived this,
you have no idea – when you’ve worked hard to make your dream come to life and
(finally!) you have someone who says “Yes, ok, let’s do it!” and that person
continues to reassure you that “Yes, we’re doing it, there's just a delay in
funds clearing and transferring”, and so you start planning travel arrangements, you start to tell family
about it. Then that person fades away as if none of it was said – it leaves you
crushed.
But because we’re committed
to this cause, and it is, we believe, our life purpose, we WILL find a way to
make it happen.
As Winston Churchill said
“Never, never, never give up”
We will find that partner
who shares our vision to (as my husband would say) ‘revolutionise Armenian
football’. That person is out there, we just need to find them!
Yerevan United WILL return
to Armenian Football one day, God willing. And then all those fans and
ex-players that keep sending us emails, will rejoice!
We love the Rocky movies. 
