I was sitting outside on my lunch hour
admiring the beautiful clouds the other day. I was
pretty impressed because I actually knew their technical name thanks to Brittany’s constant chatter
about meteorology. During our road trip to Oklahoma; I just had to keep asking her the same questions over and over .
“Brittany, what kind of clouds are those? Brittany, what are those white fluffy clouds
called?” Apparently, some of it stuck: Cumulus, Stratus, Altostratus....
After lunch, I headed home and continued to enjoy the gorgeous day from my refuge spot....the back patio.
This patio is my zen spot with its peaceful fountain; a gift from my girls, flowers blooming all around, and
a sleepy Stealth Kitty for company.
I must have drifted into a bit
of slumber before I found myself suddenly startled awake when my head
and stomach became Stealth Kitty's springboard to get from one perch to another.
After telling Stealth kitty what I thought of his decision to
shortcut his path via my midsection, I got comfy again as my mind drifted to my "new normal" which just took another turn with Britt leaving home. I handled it pretty well...I kept telling
her how much she’s gonna miss me as we moved her in, and bless her little heart she kept
inviting me to live with her, but I don’t think returning to the college
life is where I need to be and I certainly don’t think her teeny room will hold
both of us for long. |
| Who, Me? |
Other than the immediate need to rush to the
bathroom since he landed square on my poor "mommy" bladder, there was no physical
damage, but mentally I was startled, confused, and irritated. Haven't we all
been here before…just enjoying beautiful moments in life, slumbering along when
KERPLUNK, life jumps right on your stomach.
Grrrr!
Besides, back in DC, my middle baby, Stephi is
officially a high school senior and has the gorgeous photos to prove it. I have one more year of chorus, report cards,
friends buzzing around the house and then she’ll be on her way too. I see the signs…she is excited about a
college that she thinks is “the one” and I have to admit, it is a gorgeous
place. I’m so happy for her, but the
house will be so lonely without her next year.
Isn’t it amazing how life can change even if location
remains the same? When I decided to follow my dreams to
Washington DC, there was so much excitement, so much hope. This time it feels different. Brad is trying his best to convince me the
answer lies in taking up golf. Maybe....but I think
it means road trips to Oklahoma, North Carolina, some mission trips and anywhere else I get a bug to
go see. Brad will be ok with that, as
long as there is a golf course. I’m
gonna keep tryin’ to get to that point where the excitement is there
again. It’s closer, I can feel it.One thing is for sure. When Stephi moves away, she is taking that crazy stealth kitty with her so I can enjoy some uninterrupted peace.
“Never be afraid to trust an unknown future to a known God.”
― Corrie ten Boom
Hugs,
Sherri
