Life brings change…change we want…change we didn’t know we
wanted…change that looking back continues to feel like a puzzle piece lost with
the dust bunnies under a bed. The hard part for me is stepping forward into the
path of change whether it was my idea or not. I want a preview synopsis (only
with stories of unbridled happiness). I crave the comfort knowing the path
ahead will be ok.
Questions have filled my mind…how will our family function
without Miss Marian, who will take the optimistic lead in the family without my
father-in-law, where will the money come from to pay for two boys in a world of
our dwindling pay checks, how do I take care of myself and my family after surgery,
the void of a friend moving away leaving a cavernous empty cubicle where there once was a kind face.
Can I bundle these quandaries into a ballooning Google
request, hoping for a snap-of-the-finger solution? Thinking about inevitable
changes all at once makes me long for a rainy Saturday afternoon where my
family is still in their pajamas at 2:30 p.m. deciding to whip up some
pancakes. In those moments, in our house, uniformed in the coziest of clothes,
these changes seem almost doable or even bordering on natural.
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1 comment:
So well said. If only we could get a sneak peek or the reassurance that 'everything will be okay'. The nice part is - we are all in it together.
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