My friend over at The Emmaus Road writes about the changing seasons in her garden. She is ready for a change. As she writes she sticks to the garden, but it got me thinking about the changing season in our lives.
For as far back as I can remember I have been waiting for the next season of my life to begin. For school to start, then summer to come, then school to start...this particular pattern went on until I was 29 or so. When will the snow come? When is the next race? When can I get my ears pierced? When can I wear makeup? When can I drive? When can I vote? When can I drink? When can move away? When can I make my own decisions... How long will we live here? How about here? Here? When to get married? When to have a baby? The next one? When to stop having babies? When to move calls? When to take a new call?
We seem to be in a new season for me. It is called; Staying Put.
I have no idea how to do this.
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Well, I, for one am glad (about the staying put). I know that others will not be. :)
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