Last night, Jane and I were kicking back with a Dr. Pepper
after a long day and enjoying the prospects of the weekend.
We started to talk about the next time ALL OF US would be together.
(February 2025)
But I started feeling really sad when I realized that
we'd probably never all live together again.
When Ollie returns from his mission, the girls will be living in Utah.
Of course, they'll come home to see him, but then they'll go back.
Gigs will be off on his mission in the summer of 2025,
and Ollie will probably join the girls in Utah for school.
And then what?
I'm having growing pains in the ebb and flow of family life.
Motherhood is just a constant change of seasons,
and sometimes I'm ready, and sometimes I resist
even though I know there is nothing I can do about any of it.
It's happening
And really, it's beautiful.
