Change is on the march, whether I like it or not. It’s rising, and I can see it, feel it, and taste it. It’s not just saying goodbye (yet again) to another piece of my grandma, though her hands were still warm in mine. It’s not just planning to leave the city either, though that’s a big part of it too. It just feels like the earth is shifting a bit, and we’re all scrambling to find our footing. Or maybe it’s just me.
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The computer is the last thing to be packed up, and I’m sneaking in a quick post before the boys bolt for the dock again, instead of getting in the car. We’re heading back East this afternoon, but taking it in a couple of stages to visit more family on the way back.
We finally got out of town on Sunday, after the usual mad before-a-trip scramble. I never can get organized enough to have a peaceful departure, finally just ok with it and learning to nap in the car to catch up. We’re road tripping/and family reunioning for 10 days, and so far it’s been really amazing. Bits of six states the first day and 3 yesterday, but it’s less crazy from here on out. A few pics below to give you a taste. Being away from the city, together but not visiting anyone … it’s been a couple of years since we’ve had even a day of that and it’s bliss.
There’s no question that summer is here, at least in attitudes and clothing choices. Pools aren’t open yet, but layers have been shed, windows are open, and everyone is lingering outside later and later. I’m feeling the pressure of a chaotic series of trips and complicated schedules, trying to finish up schooling and get everyone and everything organized so that we can leave on time. Some days I think my head is rolling around under the bed collecting dust bunnies, and other days I’m yelling at the boys to stop making weird noises and find something to do already!
Updated on Wednesday, May 16, 2012 at 05:17PM by sanemom
Mother’s Day is over, I hope yours was a good one? The highlight of mine was my boys making me both breakfast and dinner, which I thoroughly enjoyed. A brief nap in the sun in the backyard was also delightful!
I know the day can be fraught with many things, if you’ve lost your own mom or a child, or long for kids, or whatever your burden may be, I hope there was joy in it somewhere. In thinking about all that I got to wondering what your relationship with your own mom is, or what did it used to be? I know it’s likely to run the gamut, and changes over time, but I’m really curious. Best friends and first person you call? Brief contact? None at all?
… and I hope it is truly a happy one, I know the day can be rough for many. May yours be exactly the way you hope, whether it’s spent alone or normally or with gifts and pampering. A day to acknowledge the mothering you do, and the mothering you’ve had. Both potent, important, and worth celebrating.
We’ve come a long way, baby. Happy Mother’s Day!