Summer. The move. It’s all happening. I think it’s time to put the blog on a very short pause while we make this move happen. I thought that I would be able to keep it going but it seems that I am having a hard time stringing any coherent thoughts together. The movers come on Friday and while I don’t feel stressed on a minute-to-minute basis my sleep hasn’t been good and my stomach is starting to revolt so something is going on.
Maybe it’s just too hot to be stressed. Nothing like some record breaking temperatures to kick off summer. Cam told me yesterday that he’s ready to move to Philadelphia. I had this “everything is going to be okay” feeling. Everyone is on board. Everyone is happy. I should have just left it at that. But I had to pry. “You are?” I asked, “What are you looking forward to?” Always practical he responded, “Central air conditioning. It’s too hot here.” Seven going on 84.
The boys wrapped up school last week. I cried my way through the entire two-hour Kindergarten End of Year Program. I haven’t shed many tears about moving, but they all caught up to me in the auditorium with 100 Kindergartners on stage singing their hearts out. The mom next to me was more prepared and kept passing over Kleenex. The line that slayed me: All I really need is a song in my heart, food in my belly and love in my family. Is there anything more really?
Wrapping up first grade wasn’t any less emotionally taxing. Cam’s teacher wrote him a very sweet letter reminding him “Don’t be afraid to be yourself. Let your new teacher see what a wonderful person you are. Don’t be afraid of new challenges. Try new things even if it’s a little scary at first. If you find something you’re not fantastic at, don’t worry. Even the President can’t be good at EVERYTHING! Always push yourself to do your very best and you and everyone else will be proud.” At first I was like, wait, is she talking to me? I had to check who the letter was addressed to. Could there be any better advice? Still working on this every day.
And now they’re home and we’re still trying to figure out the rhythm of spending all day together. We’re going to all of our favorite places and stopping for lots of ice cream. We’re trying to eat everything in the fridge and pantry, which is making for some pretty wacky meal combos served on paper plates of course. Proud to say – I haven’t thrown anything. When I find myself getting all hyper active about “the how”, obsessing over little details, I try to put the brakes on. We are moving. Things will get f’ed up. The best thing I can do for everyone is stay calm and not go into crazy I’ll-take-care-of-everything-on-my-own-since-everyone-else-is-an-incomptentent-idiot mode. I am trying to take Annie’s advice – come what may. So I can’t make any promises about my next blog post, but I will try to not make you wait any longer than a week.
XOXOXX –
K
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