Life is constantly changing, moving forward through the phases and times of life. We sometimes don’t realize that time is passing us by until we come to an ending or a beginning of some sort. Or maybe we just choose not to see it.
This summer marks a serious shift in our lifestyle for my husband and I, complete with endings, beginnings and sideways shifts. I’m still trying to make sense of what this new period in our life will look like, but I just don’t know yet.
My third child, Alexandra has graduated high school and will be off to college in the fall, leaving us with just one younger son at home and a house that keeps getting quieter and quieter.
Elijah, the “baby,” is moving up to middle school, so we have to shift gears from being grade school hands-on parents to a more guiding and prodding, standing back and watching role.
And sometime in early fall we will be happy grandparents as our oldest gifts us with a grandson.
These are inevitable changes in the cycle of life; happy, exciting and terrifying all at the same time. I am open to change. I embrace it wholeheartedly, but a part of me longs for the days gone by and the comfort of times past.
I can’t help but wonder about what our life situation will be the next time Anthony is deployed. I will most likely be left at home with only a confused teenage boy. I’m not sure how I will handle that…but at least I will have a grandson to occupy my thoughts.




