Oh, January weirdness is REEEEAAALLLL! Just this morning we found out our daughter has to be back at school to start rehearsals a WEEK before classes start. My husband has to travel this week, so she and I had this whole week of watching Gilmore Girls, and Gilded Age, and baking cookies, etc. planned - just the two of us. Now I have to take her back to school and spend the rest of the week on my own. I'm trying to catch my breath without bursting into tears. I need to be supportive for her because she's having hard time with the quick change, so I can't be too weepy for myself. But...but...but. This is rough.
I realized that I've been doing this goodbye thing now for five years, and I thought it wasn't getting any easier. I was moored in uses of "home" as they referred to the places that are not my/OUR home and that I've only seen once or twice and which will continue to change often even while mine will not and which hurt me to the bone. Or to the gut, which is where it sat. I still don't like it, and I think I never will, but maybe I recover quicker. I hadn't thought to give myself that.
Oh, boo. Thank you for the kind shout outs and for stepping into our conversation with candor, humility, and kindness -- that's nothing new to how you show up but it was a treat to experience it through the interview lens. Also, I am wishing M a smooth transition back to school and surrounding her with loving magic from afar.
After listening to you and Christine I realize that your life and mine have been on similar tracks. In 2021 my dad died suddenly and unexpectedly, leaving us with a lot of rapid decisions to make to help my mom. My daughter also graduated high school in 2021, so the year prior had been fraught and strange. But I’m on the other side of a lot of it now, and finally have space and time to process what happened. I so appreciate your thoughtful insights and brave honesty. It’s so valuable to share our experiences, even when we don’t really understand them yet.
Oh, January weirdness is REEEEAAALLLL! Just this morning we found out our daughter has to be back at school to start rehearsals a WEEK before classes start. My husband has to travel this week, so she and I had this whole week of watching Gilmore Girls, and Gilded Age, and baking cookies, etc. planned - just the two of us. Now I have to take her back to school and spend the rest of the week on my own. I'm trying to catch my breath without bursting into tears. I need to be supportive for her because she's having hard time with the quick change, so I can't be too weepy for myself. But...but...but. This is rough.
I realized that I've been doing this goodbye thing now for five years, and I thought it wasn't getting any easier. I was moored in uses of "home" as they referred to the places that are not my/OUR home and that I've only seen once or twice and which will continue to change often even while mine will not and which hurt me to the bone. Or to the gut, which is where it sat. I still don't like it, and I think I never will, but maybe I recover quicker. I hadn't thought to give myself that.
Oh, boo. Thank you for the kind shout outs and for stepping into our conversation with candor, humility, and kindness -- that's nothing new to how you show up but it was a treat to experience it through the interview lens. Also, I am wishing M a smooth transition back to school and surrounding her with loving magic from afar.
After listening to you and Christine I realize that your life and mine have been on similar tracks. In 2021 my dad died suddenly and unexpectedly, leaving us with a lot of rapid decisions to make to help my mom. My daughter also graduated high school in 2021, so the year prior had been fraught and strange. But I’m on the other side of a lot of it now, and finally have space and time to process what happened. I so appreciate your thoughtful insights and brave honesty. It’s so valuable to share our experiences, even when we don’t really understand them yet.