Let me start up by saying I’ve missed this place. Life has been crazy and there haven’t been any extra hours to write… of for that matter to do laundry, clean my house, read as many books as I like, or do anything but work and attend “required” social obligations.
Things haven’t really slowed down but I did have a morning when I had a little extra time so I knew I wanted to check in with all of you.
I spent this past weekend in Green Bay with my family celebrating my dad’s birthday. While it involved a lot of planning and traveling, it was pretty incredible to work with my siblings to surprise him with a big party. Weekends like this are why I moved back to Wisconsin. I love being close enough to see those who I love on a regular basis.
Before I moved back, I took comfort knowing that there were small things that my friends and family had in common, no matter what time zone we lived in or how busy we were. One of those little things was the moon… I’ve always been a sentimental sap when it comes to the moon. Every time I looked up, I knew that those I missed the most could see the same moon. In some weird way, we weren’t all that far apart after all.
As I sat there and just breathed for the first time in weeks, I grew increasingly thankful. Thankful that I got to spend time with my parents and siblings. Thankful that I had an amazing home to return to at the end of long days. Thankful that in less than two weeks I get to watch one of my best friends marry the man she loves. Thankful that another of my dearest friends is in the process of moving to my little town. Thankful that I have a job that I love and am good at.
It’s amazing what an hour of just sitting and thinking can do for your psyche.
Life may be crazy with long hours, too many commitments, and more to do than can ever possibly get done. But I wouldn’t have it any other way…