Roots, Wings, Renovation and Re-invention

 

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On September 5th, I dropped my son Taylor, who is the light of my life, off at boarding school in New Hampshire.  I couldn’t be more proud, and it was a day that I dreaded since his first day of Kindergarten.  “Roots and wings” I tell myself.  That’s what we’re supposed to give our kids… and I think I’ve done that.  But as he spreads his wings, he leaves me an empty nester.  He no longer wants or needs to be the center of my universe and so I adjust my axis.  It’s time to re-invent!  Time to remember what I loved to do before soccer/ baseball/ hockey/ football/ basketball practices and games became my favorite past time.

This is how I started the last blog entry I worked on over a year ago.  That’s as far as I got.

I don’t know if I lost my voice, my nerve, or my way, but what I thought was going to be a series of blogs about the correlation between renovating my home and re-inventing myself (tearing down walls, making a mess, creating beauty out of chaos, cherishing the old and welcoming the new, the gifts of dear friends every step of the way) never happened.   Maybe I was embarrassed to admit that my house evolved more than I did or maybe I’ve just struggled to put into words what the events of the last few years have meant to me.

But it’s never too late, right?  So here on New Years Eve Eve Eve, I resolve to write… because it’s something I love to do, because it provides oxygen and vitamins to my spirit, and because I have something to say.

So if there’s something you’ve been meaning to do or say or be… please join me in taking action, writing, speaking or dancing, leaping, climbing, soaring, shoveling, reading, acting, singing, boogieboarding, iceskating, painting, playing, knitting, dribbling, training, planting, exploring, meditating, ohhhhmmmming, frolicking, galavanting, chuckling, hugging, or just plain being.

XO

CB