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Four more hours

I begin this post from the elevator of my nearly former home. I have just placed in my car the car seat that was my son’s very first. He came home from the hospital in it.

Soon it will be someone else’s car seat. I am glad for its future owners, but sad to part with it. I am startled and sad how quickly time has passed.

I am tidying. I am washing laundry. I am moving small items from apartment to car. I am thinking about how much there is left to move and it is a lot; my life is split between what-was and what-is-yet-to-be.

I am overwhelmed. But I know, maybe four hours from now, I will be propping up my feet and watching Buffy the Vampire Slayer, which kept me going through moves to South Korea, Japan, and back to the States. This is not such a big move by comparison, at least not in miles.

Four more hours. Just four more hours of this painful not-quite-goodbye work and I will be kicking up my feet and relaxing to Buffy.

That’s all I’ve gotta do: just get through four more hours.

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  1. January 13, 2013 at 5:29 pm

    May your journey be safe and calmed with mindful breaths.

  2. January 13, 2013 at 6:26 pm

    I’m pulling for you, Deborah! Hoping the next four hours pass quickly. Tomorrow is a new day. This day, and all of it’s work, will soon be behind you! 🙂

    • January 14, 2013 at 5:34 am

      The four hours did pass quickly, with many more smiles and much more goodness even before I got to lay down! The light at the end of four hours led me, as well as word-lights here. ♥

  3. January 13, 2013 at 6:38 pm

    As someone who has relocated several times, I say every move is a big move. Good luck to you and your family! May your move go smoothly, may you settle in quickly, may everyone adjust seamlessly, and may you enjoy all your new life chapter has to offer!

    • January 14, 2013 at 5:36 am

      Thank you so much for the well wishes! We didn’t move nearly as much stuff as I’d anticipated, but a couple of loads in a van next weekend should take care of that. 🙂

  4. January 13, 2013 at 7:56 pm

    Wishing you much love and happiness in your new place. And a warning: do you know the old expression, “New house, new baby.”? I know first-hand that sometimes it becomes truth. (That’s how I got my last kid.)

    Just want you to be informed.

  5. January 14, 2013 at 5:26 am

    Every move is huge, no matter the miles. Every move causes us to look at what we have collected and forces us to evaluate whether we need to carry it with us to our next home. Memories, love, joyfulness that is what you carry with you.

    I love you and your 4 more hours.

    • January 14, 2013 at 5:38 am

      You are so right about what needs to carry with us! I felt lighter of heart the moment I stepped in the door at the new place and heard, “Mommy!” The good stuff is already with me, truly. Love you.

  6. January 14, 2013 at 6:35 am

    All moves are hard, whether they are of many miles or just a few. We have many memories with each move. You’ll build new memories in your new place. All will be well, and all manner of things shall be well.

  7. January 14, 2013 at 9:37 am

    Moving is a pain, but it’s nice when you’re finally there! Good luck!

  8. January 14, 2013 at 2:59 pm

    Short and sweet. I’m glad to see in your comments that you’ve made it through those four hours. I also want to say that I love these short yet touching posts. As always, I love the way you capture a moment in time with a thought and a feeling. Something I’m striving for on my blog.

  9. January 14, 2013 at 6:02 pm

    I hope it went as smoothly as possible!

  10. January 14, 2013 at 8:15 pm

    May your new place be filled with laughter and love!

  11. January 15, 2013 at 5:55 am

    Being late, I hope the move went well.

  12. January 15, 2013 at 11:04 am

    The last time we were getting ready to move (the 25th time in 25 years), I commented to my husband how tired I was (even the thought of moving exhausts me at this point), and that I was really looking forward to my long sleep. My husband very dryly turned to my son and said, “Your mom’s suicidal again.” My response? No, I’m not wanting to hasten my long sleep, but I can look forward to it! 🙂 I feel your moving pain…

  13. January 15, 2013 at 11:58 am

    Holy cow, I’m only a few hours behind Frank? Wow – either I’m making GREAT time, or poor Frank’s PC must’ve packed up. 😉
    I HATE moves. HATE ’em. Too much work. I am SERIOUSLY considering our next house to have wheels. Sorry, wheels AND an engine – too many homes in Ohio have wheels….. 😉

  14. January 21, 2013 at 5:12 pm

    Oh, my goodness! You’re moving! I feel even more out of the loop. How exciting! Your new place is sure to bring you many new and wonderful memories with Lil D and BaD! You haven’t gotten married yet have you? I guess I’ll have to keep reading backwards to find out! 🙂 xox

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