After a grueling 3 days of magic elves – in the shape of movers – wrapping, packing and loading; 2 1/2 grueling days on the road driving with one cat, one dog, and enough things the movers couldn’t take stuffed into the Suburban to make us look like characters from “The Grapes of Wrath” in weather that ranged from 70 degrees, rain, sleet, ice storm, blizzard, REALLY cold 5 degrees; we made it.

What I know is that life is about change. A smart tai chi instructor once said during class, “The only thing constant in the universe is change. Those who struggle against change have the hardest time in life.” That was years ago and I’ll always remember that because I’ve watched what resisting change can do to people, families and whole civilizations.

To accept change doesn’t mean we don’t struggle, that we don’t play the “what if” game in our minds, that sometimes it seems to suck the life and light right out of us.

Moving is change. It is the ebb of leaving people and places we love, and the flow of arriving to a new place ripe with adventures and people we will open our hearts to and welcome in. It gives us places to return to and gives the folks we love places to visit. It is this change that allows our lives to flow back and forth and focuses our attention when we are together.

Although most people don’t realize it, I’m kind of a big baby emotionally. I will always cry when I have to say good bye to people I love – not usually in front of everybody unless somebody else starts first – and I will always say hello with excited hugs and a broad smile……my personal ebb and flow.

Moving is change. But with change comes the potential for growth and the opportunity to witness first hand that there is balance in life. Life ebbs and flows. It doesn’t stop. It may change, but we can find solice in knowing that the only thing constant in life is change.

We’ve made it to where we are supposed to be right now. Thank you for being part of my journey. Let me know about yours……..

Hugs.