I mean, I really like our home. Love it, actually. And the people in it. I love them too. And the dog. Most of the time, the dog.
But right now I'm hiding here...
Coffee shop hiding is one of my favorite things to do when I don't want to go home. It's not that I don't want to be there per se, or be around my people. I just sometimes need to be somewhere where I can relax without distractions. Where I don't feel pulled toward the dishes or the vacuum or the laundry or the people. Or the dog. I can just be, and think my thoughts. And drink my coffee.
Things are changing. And I'm not always a big fan of change.
I've been trying to deny it, or avoid it, but the truth is in the next six months we might very well have an empty nest. Our season of raising children and being a family all in the same house is coming to an end.
There. I said it.
And I'm having kind of a hard time dealing with it.
For almost half my life I have been a wife and mother. It has defined who I am, probably too much so at times but I couldn't help it. Being a mom has been the greatest joy of my life. Our house has always been full of kids and toys and noise and stuff and love and messes and stresses and tears and fun. And sarcasm. We can't forget the sarcasm. I'll admit, there have been times, many times, when it has been too much. That thing about "God won't give you more than you can handle" - yea, that ain't true. He does. He did with me. Six kids - six loud and opinionated and stubborn and challenging and wonderfully amazing kids, in between the joy and the hugs and the laughter have sometimes been more than I could handle. I used to yearn for quiet and would sometimes lock myself in the bathroom or flop myself on my bed just to get a moment of it. Slowly, as each of our kids have launched, the house has gotten a little bit quieter. Now it's the quietest it's ever been and it feels...strange.
Vince and I have done things backwards from most couples. We've been together almost 12 years and we've never been alone. We started out with kids...lots of them...ranging in age from 5-17. We've been just a tad bit busy and it's never been just us. It's our turn now, and I'm really happy about that part of all this! Vince and I have a lot to look forward to together and are working on our bucket list :) But the other part of me, the mom part, is a little bit sad. Sometimes a lot sad and I'm not sure how to feel about that. Or what to do with those feelings that I can't really even define yet.
Kyle and Hope, our babies, are graduating soon and making plans for their futures. They are getting ready to launch, but truth be told I'm not ready to let them go. I'm excited for them, I am! But also terrified. The past couple years have been hard, for them and for us. Probably the hardest of all our parenting years and we have been so consumed with getting them through, that I haven't been able to really process and accept that they are actually moving on into adulthood soon. I think that's why it is taking me by surprise.
And taking my breath away.
And causing me to hide in coffee shops.
But then this guy shows up...
...and makes it all better. He reminds me that we are in this together. And we will get through the hard days and the hard feelings and the hard things just like we have always done. With faith and hope and love. He makes me not want to sit here alone anymore.
He makes me want to go home.
