Is it Sunday Somewhere else too?

Yawn....man, am I pooped. After helping (loosely said, I do very little) at children's church this morning, we headed to Sparta to Steve's niece (and mine) Cassie's open house. It was a 2 hour drive, we stayed about 2 hours, then had a 2 hour drive home. I'm not complaining, it's just that I was tired when I started and tired when I got home! You may (but probably not) remember that Cassie came here last fall to have me take her senior pictures. She had several of them displayed, and I must say, she's quite the pretty girl! Serena just loves her because she's a bit on the artsy side, and Serena aspires to be a writer one day. So far, Natalie is the only musical one in the family. It's so fun to watch my girls develop into who they want to be, and to see what they're going to do in this world. SPeaking of the world....

Now that it's all over, I can tell you that earlier this year, Steve turned down an opportunity to work in Switzerland. We would have had to move, of course. We talked it over, seriously considered it, and felt it was not the right time. It would have been a serious pay raise, for sure, but there were so many more important things involved. Like how I became sick for 2 weeks right at this time, and we realized how alone I would be in another country without my mom's delicious meals! Like, of course, we don't want to leave our wonderful country for any length of time! And most importantly, we don't want to compromise our kids in this way at such a pivotal time in their lives.

It started a whole wave of new thinking for me, though, and I began to welcome a change in my life. I have been pretty much in the same place for years. I've never really been on my own. (thanks to migraines)My little family and I have never had to completely depend on each other. And though we built a new house 5 years ago and I love our paradise, I don't like thinking this is it for me. I guess I have my grandpa's wanderlust, which caused him to move my mom at least 9 times before she left home. I wish he was alive so I could ask him if these feelings pass! It's not that I don't appreciate my life or where I live. I certainly do! It's just that sometimes I wonder what it would be like for us to start fresh. Sometimes it would be nice to be the one who is leaving and not be the one left behind. Truly, moving could be the only thing that would make me do facebook. Whoopie.

So, before you pretend you're going to miss me, be assured that unless another fabulous job opportunity pops up in this country, you are stuck with me. It is a possibility, as Steve is quite dedicated to his work. Since I am dedicated to him, wherever he goes, we will follow. Except for another country of course.

Well, PT resumes tomorrow and Steve heads back to work. Natalie has volleyball camp. Serena has tennis. I have chores, and life goes on. My body will be here, but maybe my mind will wander and I will picture me doing all these things somewhere else. I will picture having a neighbor who likes to scrapbook whose husband loves to fish. I will imagine my girls, happy in school, new opportunities, (maybe a swim team!) fresh for the taking. Then I will wake up and throw in another load of dirty clothes, knowing I'm where I need to be for now.

Happy wandering, friends.