Normalcy…
February was a whirlwind month, and I spent the first weekend of March taking all manner of meds, sleeping through most of it. Today is my last steroid day, and I’m feeling better, grateful for a Saturday at home.
We’ve got the cousins for part of the weekend, and it’s really quite wonderful, I think. The girls are running in and out of the house playing secret spies… driving Mike crazy because they can’t seem to close a door. The boys are watching HSM3, though they’d be appalled if anyone knew that. It’s a day that’s loud and bright and full of movement and pleasure. And it’s really quite wonderful.
Last night, Mike and I had a date night. We were headed out to the Astros Spring Training game when we realized we’d gotten gametime wrong & were going to miss the first few innings. Mike, being the sweetie that he is, offered instead to go to Cafe TuTu Tango on I-Drive in Orlando, one of my favorite places to go. We had a really nice time… eating and talking and laughing.
On the way home, I told him that I had always known it would happen this way, unexpectedly. I would suddenly realize one day that I was on the other side of the great unhappiness and uncertainty of moving to Florida. And here I am… on the other side.
I don’t love my job, probably never will (and yes, I did get turned down yet again for a promotion), but I don’t hate it any longer. It pays the mortgage and has great health insurance, and I have friends there. I love this Florida weather, and I love that my kids get to play with their cousins all the time. I love that Griff and Hayden have become such close friends that they’re sharing secrets and intimate thoughts.
Of course, I wish we were closer to Mandy, Josh and Olivia so we could help with this new journey they are on with Mandy’s MS. Of course, I wish we were closer to my family in Arkansas, so I could go by every afternoon after work and hold baby London. My grandfather is in the hospital again this weekend for the second time in less than a week (he has pneumonia, an infection, and an enlarged heart), and I wish I was close enough to drop by and see how he’s doing myself.
And yet, standing at the kitchen counter in this messy house, with HSM3 playing loudly in the background and little girl giggles punctuating the air, I’m good here.
And that, is a beautiful thing.
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I love it too
Love that we could drive over in less than an hour and a half and have dinner with ya’ll. Hannah commented that the park we went to was AWESOME. She said, “it was like there were many parks inside of the park.” I can see her and Eliza asking to go back next time!
Well, we’ll be sure to take them back the next time they’re here!
Lovely post! We are really enjoying this weather.