August is here and as usual the summer has gone by in a blur of sunshine, road trips, swimming and grilling. I am currently sitting at a cabin surrounded by green leaves, water and sunshine. We are wrapping up our week here, the one I have longed for all of summer and yet dreaded at the same time.
When we pack up and leave the cabin, we will be heading home to begin packing up for our daughter to leave for college. Our family will be entering a new season, where one by one the children pack up and leave, to head out into the world. Becoming adults and making their own new life, one that consists of leaving us behind yet coming back to us in spurts here and there. Where we do this dance of not parenting but still being there as a parent. I view this new season of a toddler learning to walk. When they haven’t quite mastered the use of their legs yet and do the awkward unsteady walk. We are slowly standing up, testing out our legs, wobbling, taking a few unsteady steps, falling down and getting back up again. Eventually finding our groove and walking surefooted, looking back at how we weren’t sure about this but adjusting and eventually it becoming normal. That is of course, until the next season of change. Which will happen.
Getting away has been good, being able to turn down the busyness and noise of life. Lately we’ve been doing a lot of dreaming and planning on what we want the next stage of our life to look like. A lot of it centers around creating a place for people. How, where, what and who, that’s still to be determined. So many ideas floating around. We’ve really been inspired lately talking with people living out their own dreams.
And of course all the DIY and project possibilities get us excited! Our house is almost done, or should I say we’ve done all we want or can afford to do to it. And I wonder if we’re going to be a bit bored. Or maybe this is a good season for us to not have a lot of projects to work on as we figure out what we’re doing with our life.
So until then, we will walk on our wobbly legs for a while, adjusting to our new season. I’ve been a little more withdrawn lately, cocooning myself maybe and trying to figure out life. I don’t really know. But whatever happens, I’ll be standing on my wobbly legs, adjusting to this new walk and hopefully soon, I’ll look back with steady legs to see how far I’ve come.