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The Messy Middle of Change

2015-05-25 12.04.07

Do you ever feel like you're in between? Maybe in between an old job and a new one. Or in the middle of a transformation. Whatever it is, you are no longer in that old place, but you aren't yet settled in the new place either.

That's where I am. I'm in the middle of something. A lot of things, really. I have a house to sell and a house to build and somewhere unknown to go in the meantime. I have a teen who is graduating high school, then headed to college in a few months. I have some work that I am doing and some work that I am moving toward.

There are a lot of things up in the air and I don't know quite when, where, or how they will land. It's a bit unsettling. And I kind of like to be settled.

I don't mind change, but I prefer to finish the old thing and step into the new thing full force. And right now, that just isn't possible. Right now I have to embrace this odd, messy middle place.

Sure, I've heard the old saying that it's not the destination that matters, rather the journey. But I struggle with the journey.

So this is a practice for me. A practice in recognizing where I am today and trying to be okay with not knowing where I will be tomorrow.

Here is what I know today: It is warm outside. Cherries, grapes, plums, peaches, and apples are growing in our backyard. I have a roof over my head. I am loved.

The rest will fall into place.


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