Way back when I started this blog, I wrote about transitions. Go ahead...check it out. I'll wait.
Welcome back! So that was four years ago. Today I turn 54. And I find myself working through a whole new set of transitions.
Not about being old. I've got no real problem with turning 54. Well, no problem other than the places that hurt that didn't use to hurt.
No, the real transitions this time are more about trying to find myself...or maybe explore a new self...in the aftermath of so many changes in my life.
During these past 4 years, both my mom and my wife's mom passed away. We also had two other deaths in the family that were very hard on everyone. But not every transition was about death. We've also sent Son2 off to college. After struggling for 20 years raising this kid with asperger's syndrome, anxiety disorder, and obsessive-compulsive disorder, he is off on his own. We are still more involved than any parent of a more typical college kid, but still, he has moved out of the house and is being successful.
So good changes. Bad changes. Lots of changes.
Time for me to regroup. To look for new ways to focus on positive things. To get back to an exploration of spirituality. To try new things. To let go of trying to be the uber parent. To let go of sadness.
Lucky you. You get to come along for the ride. And one of the best ways for me to be spontaneous is to have a plan. Yeah, I know...but that's how I am. So you'll see a link to a second blog over there on the side. I'm taking a shot at one of those memes that so many others have tried. And maybe going down that road will help me find an adventure or two.
Suggestions for new adventures are always welcome. Just keep in mind that I hate heights.