Moving Right Along

The old adage moving right along struck me as an appropriate blog post. That pretty much describes the current chapter in my life. The literal moving portion, the plugging away aspect, and the stepping into the next chapter of my life, gulp. The dreaded Empty Nest Syndrome. I believe that Mike and I actually earned our doctorate degrees in parenting this week, thanks to of course, the Chloemeister. After such a week (senioritis, prom, AP tests, no sleep, I'M 18, what curfew?) you'd think I'd be, not really excited, but at least looking forward to September when Chloe will move to UC San Diego. It is definitely bittersweet. On the one hand, I'm so grateful that I don't have kids who want to stay home and roost under their parents' roofs - knowing that their success is dependent upon them becoming independent adults. On the other, I have never had more joy, more sense of purpose, more fun, and more pleasure than being a parent. I even liked the hard stuff. I'm one of those crazy women that even liked being pregnant. I even liked breast feeding (sorry Allison!) despite the sagging aspect. I have always felt that my greatest achievement would be to raise successful, happy, healthy kids. I wanted my kids to have more opportunity, education and confidence than I had. As Jacqueline Kennedy said (or something like it), "No matter what else you do in your life, if you mess up raising your kids, nothing else will matter." With a very happy heart, and one sentence in to the next chapter, I am moving right along with a man who holds my hand every step of the way. When September rolls around I will be ready.

Happy Belated Mother's Day!

Going to the extreme...

Finding the balance - isn't that what its all about? Its been a crazy a** month - I'm not kidding. The move out of Bonmark is complete. Emotions in check. New house is beautiful but surrounded by a sort of dirt that I'd like to say could infiltrate the bubble boy room in intensive care...kind of a terra cotta talcum if you will. I'm adjusting and enjoying. This past week found us, Mike, Chloe and I, in various degrees of extremes. Four days in Manhattan, population 3 million to upstate Vermont, population 600. Weather from 86 degrees to 35 degrees. From fishing on a river with the local beavers (not the human kind) to treking through Times Square with the native New Yorker, an altogether different kind of animal. Finding the balance. I continue to enjoy the pursuit.

Happy Days.