Whew – we made it! Months of planning and prepping, organizing and arranging brought us to and brought us through our youngest boy’s graduation party.
It – was – a – lot – of – work.
We’re tired but in a happy kind of way.
Our guests had fun.
He had fun.
And little ones had fun.
And, in my usual fashion, there’s that old familiar feeling creeping in … the one that says now what?
I’m the planner, you see. The keeper of the social calendar. The orchestrator of fun. A maestro of mischief.
And what’s next is a lot of open time.
Oh, there are a things coming up – other graduation parties, family gatherings and a wedding.
But that’s not what I mean.
What’s next is undocumented.
What’s next is rather unknown.
And that feels a odd to me.
But instead of charging forward and making myself yet another to-do list, I’m settling into the now.
I’m easing into what it feels like to know he’s grown and it’s his time now. It’s up to him to get up in time for work, to register for classes in the fall, to make sure his clothes are ready and that he has enough gas in the car.
I’m finding now is a rather nice place to be.
Quit worrying about what’s next. I want you to be worried about your next door neighbor. Do you know your next door neighbor? ~ Mother Theresa
