There are boxes in our house again. But this time the boxes are moving and we aren’t. Our baby grown-ups are moving out and starting their own lives. We call them our baby grown-ups, although we are talking about twenty-somethings. Our younger kids are already gone and the oldest is the last to go.
One year ago we packed up everything we owned and moved into a new (to us) house and have spent the last year making it a home. Now that we’ve made it a home for the four of us, it is a little bittersweet to finally have the house to just the two of us.
You may remember me … I’ve been around before … a couple of times actually. I envy those of you who have started out and kept going. I recently read that one of my previous blogger-buddies has just posted his 900th blog (Go Ben!). But since the dust has settled from moving out of my life, leaving my 22-year marriage, sending my baby to college, falling in love with Harley, selling my house, moving in with Harley and Bam-Bam, buying a house with Harley and everything else that has happened …. I finally find myself with the itch to tip-tap away at my keyboard and re-join the virtual world. That being said, I’m back to share my life with you again.
Between the two of us, we have three twenty-somethings: Bam-Bam, Trixie and Clark. In that order. Our youngest, Clark, is a hot-shot marine and is currently stationed in Japan. He is home on leave for a couple of weeks and we are soaking up every minute with him. Trixie lives with her fiancée in the Pacific Northwest and is chasing her dreams in the fashion world. Bam-Bam and his girlfriend, Powerpuff, are the ones packing up and moving into their first apartment next week. Sidenote: we sometimes refer to Bam-Bam and Powerpuff as The Vegans. Not because they are vegans, but because they workout all the time, meal-prep and eat healthy. No, it doesn’t make complete sense, but it makes enough.
With Clark adding to the hustle and bustle of young adult energy in our house, it’s hard to image what it will feel like when he returns to Japan and the vegans move out. But just as we have with everything else so far, I’m sure we will figure it out. It seems like I’m always trying to find the new normal. Hence, the blog name. Not only am I metaphorically riding again in the blogging world, but in so many other facets of my life. Things are constantly changing. Life goes on. And it is good.
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Well, it is about time! Mumsies missed your sassy blogs!