Monday, November 28, 2011

the spaces in-between the going and the coming...

Our fall is spectacular this year. Vivid reds and bright yellows overtaking the green. We in the land of nuance, where the change of season often flits by unnoticed. There is no subtlety about this Autumn, a photographer's dream.

The color guard marks the parallel growth of my children, also spectacular and extraordinary. My daughter has lost another tooth - the 8th of tiny little teeth that seem even smaller in hand. My son turned 8 last week. He takes up more room now, footfalls heavier on the floor boards, and his head bridging the gap between my chest and collar bone.

Last week I drank in my vacation in small increments -stopping to breathe in the peace of not being responsible for work. I spent time reading and eating, and sleeping the deep sleep of one without extra burdens.

Today my husband and I returned to work, and the children to school. All of us with obligations to carry out, and routines to follow. If I close my eyes, I can still feel the time off... fingers flexing, but not on the keyboard. It was a true Thanksgiving, and I am left with gratitude for family and for the spaces in-between the going and the coming...

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  1. Sounds like a great vacation! So nice to have a break from the norm sometimes. EIGHT?! I remember your Christmas post, when the kids were outside looking for reindeer on the roof - had to be when he was 4 or 5?

  2. It's the routine that makes the breaks memorable--at least that's what I tell myself.

    The elementary school years are just so darn much fun!

  3. So glad you had a refreshing break. I am going to re-read this post on the day my Christmas vacation starts. Fingers itching for fingers flexing :)


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