Poetry
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Gratitude over Goodbye
This was supposed to be a beautifully curated, heartfelt farewell to our loved ones in Clinton. But I’m finding it next to impossible to give life to that vision. It’s easy to write lighthearted banter, but this gut punch of emotion puts a lump in my throat. The grief amplifies the overwhelm engrained in transition. I realized this week that everything felt new. New home, new city, new grocery store, new routine, new chore chart, new goals, new preparations, new school year, new, new, new. The only thing that wasn’t new was my anxiety level! Peace be with us when we actually leave the state… This morning, I awoke with…
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Moving day!
This week has been a complete whirlwind. DJ & I had our last days at work. I think we were both surprised how much emotion came with that transition. 2. We closed on the house. Wahooo! 3. We moved. Too many boxes were packed…way more than we expected. Which means we have a few more items to sell, donate, and consume. We welcomed a surprise guest – our elf got special permission from Santa to give us a send off. Here sheis driving the Roomba. The only thing we broke, so far, has been a few eggs…and I’m not sure why we tried to transport those anyway.…
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Delays + Blunders + Reservations = Tantrum
We’re going to MEXICO!!! We couldn’t pass up the opportunity to celebrate Dia de los Muertos in Merida. But we have a few hurdles to jump before we hop on a plane. That’ll teach me to talk about personal growth and pivoting. Man o’ man, did we practice that over the past few weeks and it wasn’t always pretty. In fact, I wanted to title this blog Well, shit!, but my ‘good girl’ part vetoed it. I assure you, the sentiment stands. Here are the highlights… Strike 1 – Closing Delays Our original closing date has already been delayed by 10 days. Without going into the microdetails — One week…
