As I reflect on my last month, it seems as if what has transpired couldn't fit into such a short amount of time. I am still wrapping my head around things and haven't sorted out my feelings yet. Let me explain.
In an attempt to simplify our life, we've been looking into moving to Kansas. Yes, I said Kansas. I knew that some day, I might get to Kansas, I just figured I'd get to other places first like New York, Boston, or D.C.. DEFINITELY not Kansas. It's not that I didn't want to go, it just wasn't on the top of my list. Long story short, Kansas is offering different incentives for people to move to the less populated areas as they are trying to revive them. Being burned out by the rat race and seeing the effects it has taken on my husband and I, we needed a change. After having our daughter, we wanted to make some changes more permanent. Getting out of a large populated area was one. Our trip was nice. Sterling is kind of how I imagined small town middle America. Kind people and a quaint town. Mayberry is alive and well! Nothing official, yet. But, our hopes are to end up there.
After being home a week, I drove to Killeen, TX to visit my cousin for the weekend. On my way back to the Dallas/Ft. Worth area, I was hearing about my grandma's failing health. I packed and flew to Utah the very next day with my daughter. Getting on my flight was nothing less than a miracle. The 11:50 am flight had been moved back to 3:15 pm and two tickets had just opened up as we were on the phone trying to make arrangements. I was home a week and a half with my grandma passing away and buried during that time. I am so grateful that I was able to be home and that my family and I were by her side when she passed. It was an experience that I will never forget. We knew it was coming but didn't expect it to be that day. Though I felt peace at her passing and joy knowing that she was okay, I've since struggled with how quickly things can change, even when you're expecting it. A few days after her funeral, we were cleaning out her apartment and it struck me as we were sorting through her things, that after a life time of memories, items from her past and personal affects, we were having to decide what we felt was worth keeping and what to get rid of. Things that were important to her, were getting discarded.
It's made me take pause and try to make sense of everything.
The morning I flew home, I randomly thought of an old friend from high school, John Coons. It was random and out of the blue. Shortly after I arrived home, my sister called informing me that he had been hit by a car and killed that morning, just a week after my grandma had passed. Again, I was reminded of how quickly things can change and how fragile our time is here. I've struggled with these deaths over the last week, trying to make sense of it all.
Within the last month, I've been through four states, three airline flights, and been gone two and a half weeks. It's been a crazy month with a lot of self reflection as I've experienced these things. Please, take the time to tell those in your life how much you care. Life is crazy and hectic and can change so quickly.
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