So today I'm just writing. I'm not even going to spell check this. I'm just going to be me. As I am. Right now. In this moment. In all my imperfection.
My husband has been home from deployment for over a week. But the transition period I've been anticpating has only just hit me. We spent a glorious week in Jamaica while our kids got spoiled by their grandparents. For that week, nothing mattered but us. Getting to know each other again. Catching up on sleep. Relaxing. Escaping reality.
But reality is upon us. It hit me as we sprinted through the airport to make our connecting flight. It hit me as we drove down the interstate with our daughter vomiting in a Zip-lock bag. It hit me as we unpacked our bags from both our vacation and his deployment. It hit me as I thought about the transitions we're all about to make.
In a few short weeks, our household is going to be unrecognizable. First, Mr. Roller Coaster came home. Next, I go back to work as a kindergarten teacher. Then Big C will transition to 1st grade, and Little C will start preschool. Soon after that, Big C will start his 1st season of soccer. Lots of transitions in a short amount of time. And I'm not a big fan of change.
Despite the big changes in our lives, I'm thankful that those changes are positive ones. Our family is whole again. My kids are growing up. And I feel so lucky to have been hired amidst lay offs. Change is good.
And by the way, I want to thank everyone for the wonderful comments you left for me welcoming Mr. Roller Coaster home. I apologize for not reading blogs and responding to your comments but life has been crazy lately!