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First and Last

The first day of school, 2014-15.

The first day of school, 2014-15.

We’ve successfully made it through another school year. B finished up 5th grade, G finished 2nd, O finished 1st grade, and Q completed his final year at our much-loved farm school.  It’s the end of an era.

Although this year was much the same as the one that preceded it — all the kids in the same schools they’d been in the year before, just a grade older — it truly is the last year of familiarity for us for a long while.

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Endings and Changes

 01-KGerhard-rushing1 When my friend Kelsey came over to my house a few months ago to take photos for what would eventually become our home tour on Design Mom, I had no idea how transformative the whole process would be.

Seeing my home through someone else’s eyes really let me appreciate it more.  Rather than looking at all the things I want to change, I saw colorful bedrooms, happy play areas and cozy reading nooks, bright sunny spaces, and the smiles on my children’s faces.  And I’m so glad we have these photos now to document how our home looked before we moved. 

Because when we come back, everything will be different.

When we moved in to this house, the basement was completely unfinished — concrete walls and floor, exposed ducts and pipes, and a bare light bulb with a pull chain hanging from the spooky, cobwebby ceiling.  It took us years and countless hours of hard work, but we finished it ourselves and have loved this great open play space for the kids.  We even made a little house under the stairs with windows and curtains and a kitchen set made from old cabinetry.

KelseyGerhard-15-1-rush-18Already, though, the kids are getting a little too big to play in there.  When we come home, they’ll definitely have aged out of the play house.  The whole basement will probably become more of a rec room, and my babies won’t make me plates of felt food in their play kitchen anymore.  But I’ll always have the pictures and the memories of my little munchkins in their house under the stairs.

08-KGerhard-rushing8B’s room has changed so many times over the years.  She’s a big fan of rearranging furniture and changing things up.  In fact, between the time when we got the house photos done and the time they were published, she rearranged her room again.  But as we packed up stuff to get ready for the move, as we decided which things to ship and what to store, we took the art down from her walls.  And the Sarah Jane prints that have hung in her room for 8+ years — they went into storage.  She loves them, she says, but she feels like they are for a little girl’s room and that’s not what she is anymore.  It’s the end of an era, and it broke my heart a little.

09-KGerhard-rushing9Then there’s this old girl.  Lael, our fat, snuggly kitty who predates both our children and our marriage, has gone to live with someone else.  We didn’t want to put her through the trauma of an international move.  So a friend of Matt’s has taken her in, for which I am infinitely grateful.  But I miss her.  She was my baby before I had babies.

KelseyGerhard-15-1-rush-9This guy is gone too — off to live with my parents while we’re gone.  Oliver the pup is now a Massachusetts resident, being spoiled by my Dad, who has started making handmade, organic, from-scratch dog food.  He’s snuggling my nephews and niece, hanging with my Mom on the couch, and we’re missing him terribly.  But he’s definitely in a loving place, and we know it’s better for him than if he moved with us and had to go into a kennel every time we traveled.

Change isn’t always easy, and it will take a while for us all to adapt.  In the end it will work out and we’ll move on.  And these pictures are a treasure now, there to remind me of the way things were.  

On The Brink

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We’re standing on a bit of a precipice over here.

Big things MIGHT be happening.  We’re waiting to get the go-ahead to take a giant leap and to turn our happy little lives upside-down.  It’s exciting and exhilarating and terrifying and frustrating.

I hate the waiting.  I hate not knowing.

But the anticipation, that’s kind of fun.  In the anticipation, I’m free to let my imagination wander, to daydream about what could be, without the pesky irritation of fact or logic to bring me back down to earth.

It’s not easy living in limbo though.  Making long-term plans is difficult when you’re not even sure where you’ll be in a few months.  Decisions have to be put off, but then the problem is that when the go-ahead comes through, there will be eleventy million things that need to be decided in a very short time period.

That’s the price you pay for adventure, though, so I’ll take it.

I’ll always take an adventure.

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