The Evolution of Me.
We are always changing.
Just by the sheer nature of life surrounding us, it is almost impossible to be stagnant.
I started this blog about 2 1/2 years ago.
As a journey of discovery.
A seeking of who I am outside of society’s definition of me (mother, wife, daughter, sister, friend).
I have been fully immersed in the role of mother for over 18 years. I lost myself in that role because that was the role I was and am passionate about. But if you’ve followed my blog for any length of time, then you know my nest will slowly be emptying. The oldest, Big Mr. heads off to his University in a month. Mr. D graduates from high school next spring. And my youngest, Miss Sunshine, starts high school this fall.
I look back over the journey that I have recorded on these pages and I see that I have indeed changed. I have evolved. And yet, in some ways, I remain the same.
Time Marches On.
Time always has a way of marching on.
It has no sympathy for the plights of man.
I last caught up with you all in my Seaside Chat II. It’s hard to believe that a week ago I was heading out to begin my long drive home after a three-week journey to see family and friends.
I left you with the fact that I’d be stopping in Gainesville, Florida for two days to visit family before returning to Virginia.
On the way down, I stayed with Jami (my dad’s sister- on the left). If you’ll recall, we are only 5 days apart in age.
On the return home I stayed with Jenni (my cousin- in the middle). I missed her on the way down because she and her fiancé were in Hawaii (lucky!).
On Sunday, she hosted lunch and my grandparents came over.
When I was 12, my grandparents and Jami moved next door to us. They lived there until shortly before Miss Sunshine was born. Then they moved near Lake City and I saw them much less frequently. They were surprised to see how tall Miss Sunshine had gotten since they last saw her. It was wonderful to catch up and to laugh as we reminisced over my younger years.
Some of the laughing and joking was about how I was the “alpha” of a specific relative cluster that I grew up around. If you follow birth order traits, it would seem likely this was because I am the oldest of my sibling group and older than many of my cousins. However, Jami is technically older than me.
That never swayed my “take charge” personality as a child and teen.
Interestingly, I don’t see myself in that role in all social groups.
Part of that is because I am an introvert.
You wouldn’t think so when I am around my family.
I AM LOUD.
I use the “Scott” voice. That’s what it’s known as throughout both sides of my family. My mother is an extrovert and has extroverted siblings. They are exuberant when speaking…AND LOUD.
It’s a contagious thing.
Loud voices. Loud laughs. Happiness exuding.
My cousin and I have a running joke about being Grandma’s favorite.
I am the oldest of the females and she is the youngest.
She has “alpha” tendencies too, but we don’t have any frictions and I consider her one of my besties.
She and Jami and known me and loved me through all the ins and outs of my life. Each time we are together, we can easily pick up where we left off.
Emptying the Nest.
After I made it back to Virginia, the next day I went to visit my mother-in-law. She lives about 1 1/2 hours away. She had been keeping our dog for the week because the fence is being replaced at our home (courtesy of manual labor executed by Big Mr.)
On Wednesday and Thursday, we had Big Mr.’s freshmen orientation. If I’m being honest, it was overwhelming. The campus has over 30,000 students. That is more people than our current suburb. At the same time, it is quite exciting to be a part of this journey. I can’t wait to watch it all unfold.
The Passage of Time.
Alas, that isn’t me in the lovely sunset shot. It is a young couple embarking on some level of the journey of their love. They just happened into my frame during my last night at the beach in Naples.
On Saturday, the hubby and I celebrated 20 years since the first lunch date that set into motion this journey together.
I don’t like that I’ve posted so infrequently. One of the lessons I’ve learned during this season of my journey is that my summertimes are filled with times that I need to set aside for motherhood. Things have come up that I have needed to deal with. When I set out on this path 18 years ago, I knew that the walk would sometimes be all-consuming. And sometimes it is.
As I continue to learn, I see that I need to have posts prepared in advance for those moments when I can’t possibly set aside any time during the day because I am consumed by my other responsibilities.
My teens return to school in a month and I will have time to sit down and process photos and gather my thoughts in a cohesive manner.
Until then, I hope you’ll bear with me and continue along with me on this ever-evolving journey.
Let your light shine!
8 thoughts on “Time Marches On”
I like this. It’s so you, cause it’s so real. Sometimes people need us more, sometimes those people are our kids. I hope you enjoy the rest of the summer, posting or not.
Thank you Joey!! I definitely feel very “needed” at the moment. I’m trying to carve some time out in the morning before the day starts, but that’s still hit or miss ;). I hope you are enjoying your summer too!!
I know exactly how you feel! I am a few years ahead of you on this mommy journey, and have been through this roller coaster of emotions. Know that you will continue to evolve and you are already taking the best steps to avoid falling into the same trap I did. I wish I had started thinking about all of this before my last child left…I waited too long!
Thank you Dee Dee! It’s definitely a journey, and still filled with moments when “mom-ing” consumes every spare moment! 🙂
I can relate to so much in this post Amy. As an almost empty nester myself I know how much we change as our roles change through life. Blogging is good and helps us navigate through those changes but don’t worry about its regularity or otherwise. Life should always come first. xx
Thank you Miriam! Each season brings its own sets of delights and challenges. And hopefully, the challenging segments are short and less numerous than the delights. I do like how blogging helps me to navigate the changes. xx
Me too xx