I’ve watched a family in my neighborhood in the last four years go through some of life’s biggest changes. Once they were a young family of five and one by one the boys have grown, gone on missions, come home and gotten married, and created a home for their new families. I’ve watched the parents go from a house full of teenage boys to an empty nest.

I can so easily, frighteningly so, see my future as I watch them transition from one life into the next. Adam and I, the girls, we are on this path and there is no turning back. We will one day get to this place and I’m grateful that I won’t have to get there anytime before I am ready…I hope.

Watching them though, it does make me so queenly aware of the passing of time. In the book Eat Pray Love, Elizabeth Gilbert talks about the Balinese concept of “rubber time”. She says, “One day to [a Balinese] isn’t necessarily composed of twenty-four hours; sometimes it’s longer, sometimes it’s shorter, depending on the spiritual and emotional nature of that day.” And this is my favorite part, “sometimes you count the days, sometimes you weigh them.“

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This evening, remembering what it was like to be smashed onto the couch, sweating under the blanket, getting battered by Megan’s flailing legs, the way Tess and Megan called for Bella because they didn’t want to read the book without her, hearing the laughter from my three girls as Adam read and entertained them the way he does has stay with me long after the moment has passed. Yes this moment was quick, but it was full of weight and the emotion allows it to linger on, and in that sense, it appears to move through time slower.

I love where we’re at right now…every piece, every part. If I could reach out and stop time, just for a bit I would, but I can’t, so I go with what I know…I can never get enough of these moments. They sustain me and keep me whole, and I didn’t understand til now it’s because these experiences are full of weight and meaning. There bigger spots on our time line and are what tie the other pieces of our life together to make our complete story. I believe it’s that completeness that will help me be ready when the transitions come because I’ll know I was there, I was present, and I have the memories to remind me and help keep me moving forward.

xxox,
amy