August 27, 2006

• The Eagles have Flown ...

  
  

  After more than two months of solitude, my home erupted with sound, stuff, and people on August 11 when my parents and kids arrived.  For more than two weeks, we did the tourist thing, did the family thing, and did the conversation that we haven't had but needed to thing. 

  
  

  It was the best, most positive visit I may have ever had with Mom and Dad.  I received affirmation that I have desperately wanted and resigned myself to never receiving.  I had the opportunity to do things that I've always imagined wistfully.  And it was just plain old good.  They left this morning at 5:30 and I was unbelievably sad to see them go. 

  
  

  Things are changing dramatically around here again.  My Aunt and Uncle (we call them Mimi and Pappa) who are the main reason I moved here to Colorado Springs, are leaving.  They have spent much of their time travelling since I arrived and I knew that would be the case.  Even though they are in their 70's (celebrated their 50 year wedding anniversary yesterday) they aren't the stay at home and use the rocking chair kind of people.  They've been relatively settled here for the past six or seven years helping my cousin, Eliza, homeschool her children.  But the kids have done well and Mimi says it's time to hand off that task to the next teacher. 

  
  

  So they've given me their bookshelf, and their table, promised to give me their bistro set and offered other things if I wanted or had room for them, and will be moving to Israel as soon as their home here sells.  It's been on the market for several weeks and they have it priced to go, so I don't think that will be long.  Maybe ... end of September?  And the days have picked up speed. 

  
  

  Oh, yes, the landscape is changing. 

  
  

  Michael and Tucker have settled nicely into their home routine.  Both are enjoying school (although I don't think Tucker can spell audience yet and we practiced that word every day for a week, he kept saying that he can't imagine ever needing to use that word in real life and I'm thinking ... just wait til you figure out what an audience you HAVE,) and Michael's special bus service starts tomorrow.  My job is looking better and better, it will be challenging, but not in a way that is outside my scope of ability.  (I don't think.)  And I still love my home.

  
  

  There's always something else to be thinking about, always something else to adjust to, but in the midst of all the changes happy and sad, it's more obvious to me than ever that this is a good moment to stop and breathe.  This is a good moment to take a mental snapshot of my life and savor all the rich color.  This is a good moment. 

  
  

  PS _ A lot of the new features Xanga has offered lately I feel are "nice, but I probably won't use that much ..."  The message feature is a whole different animal.  I LOVE this.  If I would like to make a personal comment, or if you have something to say that you'd like to keep just between US without all of Xanga (or at least the part who read my comments section) reading it, you can send me a private message.  We have needed this for a LONG time. 

  
  

  And those of you who have customized your look and feel beyond the basic Xanga format, please be aware that the message feature doesn't automatically appear on your site. (hint hint)  But what a lovely thing to have a way to pass notes as opposed to raising our hand and announcing ourselves to the world!

  
  

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