![]() For the past month, Drew and I have been living in a constant state of change. We bought a new house, just three houses down the street from our current house in Conway, Arkansas – a more convenient move than across the country, but a move nonetheless. Then, we moved across the country! Drew accepted a job as Head of School at Alto International School in Menlo Park, California; so two weeks after moving in our new house (our permanent residence), we drove 1913.3 miles to our new apartment in Redwood City. A lot of newness. "All's good," as the expression goes, but different. I can deal with different as long as everything's not different. But a week into our Arkansas move, sitting on the floor among piles labeled "Arkansas," "California," "Goodwill," "consignment," "trash," I concluded that life would never again be the same. There was not even a space in the kitchen of our new house to put my chalkboard, which somehow felt like the last straw. Whereupon I indulged in at least five minutes of tearful self-pity. Every month I enthusiastically write a quote on the board in my neatest former-2nd-grade teacher printing. I search for just the right words to inspire me, and hopefully others, as we enter that space. The chalkboard with its message felt like an anchor in my frenzied life, a physical reminder to reflect and be present. But it wouldn't fit. Until my perspective changed. ![]() Leafing through Joanna Gaines' book, Homebody, as I removed it from a box, I found a familiar image. It was my chalkboard (actually Joanna's since I ordered it from her website, Magnolia Market,) but in a different position! I hurried to find the tape measure, and to my delight discovered that by turning the chalkboard vertically, it would fit perfectly on a wall in our new kitchen. All I needed was a handyman who could drill holes on the other side and hang it for me. Luckily, I happen to be married to just such a guy. And with one slight – yet monumental – turn, differences became unique possibilities.
Not that the challenges have disappeared. I still can't remember my new addresses, but the changes are more manageable and some days, even exciting! *Nesting - quote taken from the Nesting shop in Concord, Massachusetts
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Nola
7/11/2019 01:15:23 pm
Love this blog post - A great reminder of being open to newness and different perspectives. Have fun exploring the Bay Area ... one of my favorite places with so much to discover and try out.
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Lenae Madonna
7/12/2019 06:59:31 pm
Wow! Do I relate! You two are the Eveready bunnies- together! You never stop. I hope this new journey allows you to love what you do and nest.
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Shannon
7/13/2019 07:25:30 pm
I started my teaching career in Redwood City!!! Enjoy!!!
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Perspective can make challenges appear mountainous or possibilities look infinite.
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