I am beginning to realize just how little time we have left with our little girl. . . Less than 2 weeks until we drop her off at BYU Idaho in Rexburg. . . It seems like just yesterday, or not so very long ago, that she was bouncing around, waiting to head off to preschool, and Kindergarten. . . It’s hard to believe that time has gone by so fast, also that so much of it is gone. We bought our first home, our ‘starter/fixer upper home’ just 14 years ago, just after Tommy was born, and now he’d a strapping lad of 14. . . Right now, at this moment in time, Laena’s working away at Dairy Queen, Clint’s been called off to work, Jeffy’s riding his newly refurbished bicycle past our front yard, Eric’s run off to his favorite store, Tommy’s dressing up like a Book of Mormon hero, and Aleia’s just finished her 2nd attempt at Oatmeal Cookie dough. School starts tomorrow and I am experiencing separation anxiety. . . In less than 2 weeks this will all be a memory, and life will be irrevocably different. Lincoln will the only one left at home. . . Change, something with which I am somewhat unfamiliar, sometimes tears at the heartstrings. . . Our eldest child will be only 4 or 5 hours away, but it will be so different not to have her here. . . Aleia and Jeffy will be calling her at all hours of the day and night, and I don’t know what I will do without my favorite babysitter. . . But here we are! It’s time to move on. . . On to the next phase of our lives. . .
That of ‘in between’.
Neither young nor old, childless or empty nesters, finished with school or just starting out. . . We march ahead toward new horizons, always hoping for better things, clearer understandings, more beautiful memories. . . .