Movin' and {trying to} Groovin'
Well, we moved. Moving Day was a success and I am truly blessed with amazing friends. It's been a little over two weeks and we are finally feeling like more things have a home than we have boxes left to unpack. The kiddos are super crazy happy and they have been so resiliant, I am just in awe of the beauty of their souls. The Muscle Man seems to be handling things rather well. He used to tell me it wouldn't be much of a change...living together....because we spent so much time together before....NOT! It has definately been an adjustment, honestly for everyone, but we are getting better.
I think I am having the hardest time. When the kids and I moved out of our family house over a year ago, I didn't really have the space to unpack my crafty, creative stuff. You know, the stuff that kinda defines me....So it all remained in tubs and boxes and if I needed something, I dug around for it and when I finished the project, I packed it back up. Our new place has ample room for all our things and I find myself having feelings of loss all over again, unpacking things I had planned to make wonderful way back then. I feel overwhelmed...no.....overstimulated. I struggle to balance what I want to do, what we need to do and the million things that seem to just pop up that MUST BE DONE immediately.
Our new place has been a bit untended to and last week's rain and this week's humidity is not helping at all. Not to mention this summer seems to be the busiest EVER. I do have a few things on the agenda to have completed before our much needed and deserved vacation. I pray daily...hourly, that this small list will actually be completed on time.
I find myself struggling with marriage issues, but I'm not even married. I am in a ballpark I never imagined myself in. I see people around me thinking divorce is the only way they will be...happy. I have divorced/dissolved friends thinking they did something wrong, blaming themselves, blaming the other, blaming anyone who walks by. In the midst of all these thoughts in my head {and my heart} I have an 11 year old daughter who is too smart for her own good asking me questions I cannot answer, answers I feel she will learn on her own journey and it makes me so sad and so happy that she has these questions and this need to find answers to the things she feels in her heart, and that she can share them with me.
So, a very random post, but that is where I am at lately. Things are getting better every day and if I ever find time to run again, I think that would help, too. I'm just trying to find my normal.
I think I am having the hardest time. When the kids and I moved out of our family house over a year ago, I didn't really have the space to unpack my crafty, creative stuff. You know, the stuff that kinda defines me....So it all remained in tubs and boxes and if I needed something, I dug around for it and when I finished the project, I packed it back up. Our new place has ample room for all our things and I find myself having feelings of loss all over again, unpacking things I had planned to make wonderful way back then. I feel overwhelmed...no.....overstimulated. I struggle to balance what I want to do, what we need to do and the million things that seem to just pop up that MUST BE DONE immediately.
Our new place has been a bit untended to and last week's rain and this week's humidity is not helping at all. Not to mention this summer seems to be the busiest EVER. I do have a few things on the agenda to have completed before our much needed and deserved vacation. I pray daily...hourly, that this small list will actually be completed on time.
I find myself struggling with marriage issues, but I'm not even married. I am in a ballpark I never imagined myself in. I see people around me thinking divorce is the only way they will be...happy. I have divorced/dissolved friends thinking they did something wrong, blaming themselves, blaming the other, blaming anyone who walks by. In the midst of all these thoughts in my head {and my heart} I have an 11 year old daughter who is too smart for her own good asking me questions I cannot answer, answers I feel she will learn on her own journey and it makes me so sad and so happy that she has these questions and this need to find answers to the things she feels in her heart, and that she can share them with me.
So, a very random post, but that is where I am at lately. Things are getting better every day and if I ever find time to run again, I think that would help, too. I'm just trying to find my normal.
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