Change is difficult for me. I like, no I thrive, on the sameness of each day-same breakfast, same routine and yet I know that change is what makes life interesting. Seasons change and I love how each one brings something special that I notice. Year in and year out birds return to sing and herald in a new day. Yet I listen with new ears and new awareness each March for the first time and appreciate their songs.
As a mother, I faced changes throughout their growing up. Waving good bye as they boarded the bus for the first time wondering if those teachers know what they are doing (I think they did). Watching my daughter go to orchestra festivals that were over night stays, same with my son. Taking them to their undergraduate university dorms- another waving goodbye. The same was repeated with the graduate programs. Throughout the stages, I wished them happiness and I adjusted to the new normal.
I face aging with grace most of the time (ahem) and sometimes I am defiant against the march of time. Inside I am around 35 years old with a mind like a 15 year old. Honestly, it feels like yesterday I was laying on my bed in my parent's house pining over a boy! I look in the mirror and see gray hair, where did they come from?
I put on my tennis shoes and walk my dog daily, thankful for the walk and the health that I have so I can walk. My husband and I catch up on the news of the kids, his work and my day. The snow melts, the breeze whips my hair and I am thankful for being. I practice yoga and believe that if I take care of my body, my body will take care of me.
Sameness might be what keeps me happy, but really change is the constant in a happy well-lived life.
Do you like change? How much?
Have a lovely weekend! My sister and brother in law are visiting :)
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