We’re all moved in, beds are made, kitchen’s in full operation, and there are sofas to sit upon in the living room. Mostly all is well. I say mostly because there are still things to go through and see how it will fit into this new life. I’m trying to force myself back into my old routines of home, school, church, work, and fun. Some things happen whether or not I’m ready or willing. Other’s keep getting pushed to the back burner and set to simmer for a little while longer.
I have to figure out how certain things will come together with all the changes we’re faced with. Big things like getting the kids transferred to their new schools, little things like recalculating the time and distances to our regular haunts and odd things such as which grocery store is now closest. Those old routines all get tweaked.
In the midst of all the chaos and turmoil, daily life has still happened. The kids still went to school, I still went to work, we still hung out with old friends and made new ones along the way. I’ve smiled, I’ve laughed, I’ve cried, and I’ve crinkled my forehead in confusion. The more things change, the more they stay the same. I’m still searching for the same thingsand the dreams are all the same. It just all takes place from a slightly different perspective now. One I’m still figuring out as I go along.