I'm looking back today. Some observations, reflection--
a deliberation, if you will.
Allow me to share my severely chaotic thoughts, in a hopefully non-jumbled way.
Perhaps you know,
that this wall is a remembrance of the places we've lived. It's to remind us of the places we've been and the people we've met,
but also, it's a memento to what we've done.
Perchance you know that some of these places were lived in for as short as 4 months, and some of them as much as 2 years.
You might not know that during our stay in Indiana, we lived in a teensy weensy little 2 bedroom apartment with only a card table and chairs and bean bags.
It was easy to clean. But it kinda sucked. No, not "kinda". And it's a long story, and while that doesn't matter, what does matter,
is that I've forgotten.
We moved. We sacrificed. There was a point to it all. It was fun. It was rewarding. And it was super hard.
It was lonely, as you can imagine, living in a new town-- no car, little little kidlets, a hubby who worked nonstop, not knowing a soul in a new state.
Then up and moving to do it all again. 4 babies. 5 years. 6 moves.
But back to what I forgot. I've forgotten that we're now settled. That we live close to family. That we now actually live in a home of our own, and we love our house. And all that sacrifice made little house projects here and there possible.
And I've been an ungrateful bastage. I'm a whiner by nature.
If I held both lives in each hand and weighed them, the one I'm in right now surely comes out on top. So I better start acting like it.
So here's my personal reminder:
for the drudgery of moving, for the loneliness, for the mommy with the little kidlets that every random stranger made a comment about, and darn it, for just making it through,
Here's to being happy, in the now. Right now.