Good morning! Or good evening - depending on what side of the world you are on. I hope the days for you are wonderful and you are celebrating with loved ones, laughing and enjoying the season.
We are still at Steve's mom's house. We celebrated Christmas last night and got all kinds of treasures we needed or wanted. Life is... interesting. Good, but interesting... I thought this was a good time to sound off...
Displaced. That is what I am feeling today and frankly, and have felt 5-ish years. I know there are people that live like this all the time; in a camper, with no real home, floating from place to place, but to me it is really odd. Right now we are at mother's. Steph and Todd left Saturday to go home - but when I am asked when we are heading home, the knot in my tummy returns and the reality of that question sends me right back to where we are. We have no 'home' except the camper - and it moves around a lot. Right now, 'home' is parked in a barn 20 miles away while we are visiting someone else, with someone else's rules, in someone else's bed, and Christmas dinner was certainly someone else's menu - not a bad menu, just someone else's.
Oh I am thankful we HAVE someone else to enjoy the holiday with and of course, I am glad we are back in the states, but it is still a different feeling. Normally, when we visit family, we enjoy their traditions and go home, relax in our own corner of the world and unwind. This time, we have to pick our home up and go on the road again...to Tulsa this time, to check out the areas we 'might' like if we *do* get transferred there. Of course that is still up in the air...
How is our visit going? It is good; wee early mornings we go to bed, waking early for the day ahead and a do over again the next night. When Punkin' goes to sleep at home she (and her mommy and daddy too) will sleep for days. We are all exhausted and are not used to staying up this late - ever! It is kicking our tails! This house does not even begin to shut down until 2am and the living room is next to the guest bedrooms and guys voices travel even when they are talking low - but that is not a problem - these guys don't! :-( There is no where you can go to get away from the noise. Mother said next year we will celebrate in her new 3,1000 square foot house. Steve and I think not - we hope we will be celebrating in our own house for the first time in 6 years - we deserve that.
I am not whining or ungrateful; and I am truly thankful for all we do have. I think about those so much less fortunate and am ashamed I get disgruntled over the little things. I know we have a warm camper, and I know we are lucky to be able to travel where we want in a good vehicle and not carry our entire family on a motorcycle. I *know* all of that and I am happy, just feeling... displaced.
I guess I am just chatting about our lives today. I started this blog to help me deal with feelings of the transitions we are going through. Some of them great, lots of good, some not so good and others plain stink. It doesn't mean we are not thankful for what we are experiencing; in fact we are very thankful and as usual we are enlightened by each experience. This is not an exception. Life is good no matter where we are - and we get stronger with each phase we are in. The holidays are about being with family - and we are indeed with family; cuddled up snug and warm in a cozy house with a frosty, windy chill outside. I love the cold. Send snow!
Heading out tomorrow to Tulsa - we are going to see where we want to live should the opportunity to do so comes about.
In the meantime, this is a common sight we see right over the hill from where we are staying...
Be back soon. Missin' my writing...
1 comment:
:) You're most welcome.
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