This really long, really taxing week is concluded with a major snowstorm. I don't mind. I welcome the chance to stay home. As I grow older, my attachment to my home grows stronger. Nothing beats time with the family, be it lazy days or days with purpose. I feel blessed to actually like my family enough to want to hang out with them, even when I don't have to.
It's been a good week, full of processing changes and making big decisions. I have some amazing friends whose input and support have proven invaluable, and I know that no matter what the future holds, I'll be OK. Who could ask for anything more?
And what does my future hold, at least immediately? I'm going to reduce the number of hours I work outside the home and spend more time with my son. Perhaps in time I will devote myself to the care of children, both my own and those of others. All I really know for sure is that I'm ready for a change, a change that brings me closer to home, that gives me a chance to make a positive impression on my son while he's still so young.
And when I think of that change, my heart sings, which is, according to my dearest friend, what life is really about anyway.
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