As I prepared to make a cozy cup of Chai this evening,
I reached into the cupboard and pulled out this great pottery cup
I scored on a thrifty outing, long ago.
At least it seemed long ago.
It made me kind of sad.
I've been that way a little bit as of late.
Trying to wrap my head around this empty nest.
The life changes over the past year or so.
I miss some things about living up north.
The weather isn't one of them.
But our little city was nice.
Tucked away in the great plains.
And life here in Texas is a totally different setting.
We are not in the city.
Though we are just 30 minutes from downtown Dallas.
It's not the same.
We are outside of a small town with seriously one stop light.
And there is not good thrifting anywhere close
that I can find.
And we are without kids popping by,
wondering what I was fixing for supper and could they come over
and join us.
I remind myself the kids were going to move and go and do,
as kids do when they grow up,
and that we chose to just move that home base south.
I remind myself that this is still home for them.
At midnight last night, I woke from that moment of just falling asleep
and reached for my phone to text my youngest.
He is still up north.
I told him I missed him.
That he was supposed to be here.
Being a twenty year old, of course he was awake at midnight
and texted me right back with a reassuring word or two
that he was fine.
That he might still come south.
I can only hope!
Seems we are still trying to figure out this empty nest.
This life outside of a small town.
Change takes some adjustment.
It's a two-bag chai kinda night tonight!