Happy Autumn to you. It's the beginning of the most wonderful time of the year, isn't it?
This summer was very special to me. Having transitioned out of a part time position at our church in the end of May, I found a new joy in being home with my boys. We were more adventurous and spontaneous, which is always more fun.
Inevitably, September came and the boys returned to school. I have been waiting 10 years for the elementary school empty nest, but the day they all boarded the bus together, I felt an unexpected kind of sadness. Just the week before, we had rented a paddle boat. The boys practiced their cannonballs, fully clothed and life-jacketed, smiles wide. But watching all three board that bus, I suddenly felt like the littlest brother who was left behind, not yet old enough to head to school.
I didn't feel that way for long, because you know, there was a plan already set for me. I always try to listen to intuition, and this time it led me to sign up for lunch room helper during the first week of school. It was during my first shift that I learned of a staff vacancy, a position not listed a month ago when I submitted my application to the district with the mentality of what will be, will be. I was thrilled to be hired by the end of the week.
My intuition has never let me down. Life isn't about coincidences, it's about paths and whether or not we see them, or trust our intuition to take them. Not long ago, I expected seven scary unstructured hours, alone. Instead am enjoying purposeful days that allow me to contribute both to my family and take better care of myself.
It's been two weeks now and I am in a routine. I am more focused than I've ever been at home and have more energy when my boys return from school each day. I am back to cooking, baking, and homemaking, all of which suit me well and bring me great joy. The empty nest is now a path I am thankful to be on.
The future's not ours to see.
Whatever will be, will be.