There is so much going on in my life right now. Two graduations, two kids moving out, one engaged, three big sporting events, and a sick parent…..all at once. It’s enough to make you not able to breathe. My dad was moved to rehab today and we are hoping that this works. He came home for a small stint and we realized quickly that it wasn’t going to work. Keeping him motivated will be the key. I’ll say it again, aging parents are stressful.
My oldest kid is currently transitioning into moving out. He’s mostly moved out, but not quite all the way yet. He’s not leaving town, and I’m not sure how I feel about him moving out. Part of me is thrilled because with him went his girlfriend (who I do love) and his dog (who I like a little) and the unlimited amount of messes he seems to be able to make. Then there’s that other part that realizes Christmases will never be the same and we will no longer all reside under the same roof.
My second oldest just graduated from college, got engaged and is also moving out in the next few weeks. I know exactly how I feel about this one because she’s my only girl and she’s moving six hours away. I can feel my heart breaking into a million pieces. But, at the same time I’m super happy for her and them and all that lies ahead in their careers.
My third will be graduating high school soon and has applied to colleges and my husband is currently looking for him a car and he may be moving out at the end of the summer depending on where he goes to school. It’s weird to think I could lose three in a matter of months.
The last two will encompass the big sporting events, all but one will require trips away for the weekend. And they will be the intense sort of sporting events. There’s nothing easy about any of this.
This weekend will be the only weekend we are free for a month and somewhere in there we need to figure out how to move my daughter too.
Do you see why I can’t breathe? I think I need a lamaze coach to get through this. Oh yeah, that reminds me, let’s not forget menopause and all the troubles it brings. I literally have no idea from day-to-day if, when, or for how long I will have a period. Sometimes it lasts two months, sometimes it lasts two days. Sometimes it goes away for two months.
And, I realized today that somehow I have lost ALL of my followers. I only realized when someone who I knew already followed me followed me again. How does that happen?
So, if you have any positive vibes or pieces of advice to send me regarding any of this, please do!