This week has been a tick up from our regular craziness.
I still can’t believe my baby has started kindergarten. I know, I know, how cliché to lament the passage of time as defined by your child’s growth
. But need I remind you how clichés come to be? Because they’re TRUE.
Though arguably not that different from dropping her off at preschool (and the days are shorter!), there is something about watching your child enter “the school system” where they will be for the next 13 years or so. Whoa…
Adding to the emotional roller coaster was the notion that we might be moving away. We were looking at opportunities in DC and Austin and all looked really viable. Just this week the decision was made to stay. We are adventure seekers by nature, but I have to admit, the sense of relief that washed over me was almost overwhelming. Knowing we might leave helped us really appreciate all the little things we love about where we live, to count our blessings daily, to live in the present. Those are gifts, gifts you can’t always identify in the moment.
So for the past few days, I’ve had a renewed sense of well-being. Watching my oldest spread her wings (though thankfully leaving the nest is FAR down the road), and feeling my roots dig into our community is different than I (ever let myself) imagine. I never really thought it would matter to me very much. But it turns out it does.
Who knows what next week will bring, but for today, I happily sit where I am. Surrounded by pet hair and chaos. You know, the usual, in all the best senses of the word.