So, I way underestimated how long it would take me to gain traction and stop spinning my wheels as our household has once again transitioned from the day-in-day-out grind of a busy school year to the much more loose routine of SUMMER!
In theory this should be seamless for me, right? I don’t go to school. I don’t have homework every night. I don’t have to sit in six classes a day, take the right books to each class, and (gasp) remember my locker combination under the pressure of a five-minute class change. But in reality, I am floundering.
What I forget every single year, for about 16 years now (if you count pre-school – and I do), is the impact of having everyone home, all the time. No kidding, every year I forget, as if I’ve never done this before. So it takes me a while to adjust.
Just like going into a dark building after being outside in broad day light. It takes a while for your eyes to adjust to the lack of light and you feel lost. You fumble around in the darkness for a few seconds, as if blind. That’s me, the stumbling, summer-blind woman.
Generally it takes me longer to transition from one thing to the next than most other, more normal people. In fact, when it comes to summer it takes me just about all summer to relax and figure it out and then it’s time for school to start back. Then it takes me until Christmas to gear up and transition back into the school routine.
All I can say is I am slow.
The truth is, I don’t handle any transitions well, not just the annual, seasonal ones. Some of the other poorly handled transitions in my life:
- When I was a kid we moved a lot or at least to me it seemed like a lot. There are so many places to go with this my mind is in a whirlwind, but suffice it to say I think I was the last person to know when we were going to move each time because it was so hard for me no one wanted to be the one to tell me. Every time I started a new school I ate alone for months and it would take me the entire school year to make my first friend. Yes I was that kid.
- My husband and I helped start a new church within a few weeks of getting married. We attended that church the first 12 years of our life together. When it ended we joined another church and have been there over 10 years now. It took about seven years for it to start to feel like my church. It still feels like my new church.
- Speaking of being married 22 years…after all this time I actually am starting to feel like I have some idea of how to be married. I’ve been looking for a formula for how to do it right all these years and I finally found it…Jesus is the formula. Everything else is worthless. Again, I am slow and I am sorry.
- When our first daughter was born, I think I spent the entire first year of her life sitting in our recliner rocking her because I had not thought one minute about what to do with babies once you have them. The truth is I still feel like I am transitioning into parenthood. Again, I wasted time looking for the formula. Again, Jesus is the formula – period, end of story, amen.
All this to say, I had grand dreams of what I could get accomplished this summer without being hemmed in by the parameters of three different schools on three different schedules. But between dentist appointments, sleep overs, vacations, and summer jobs, well…we’ll see.
To my family and friends, I can only apologize and remind you that there are other reasons you love me. I am trusting in God’s grace and that He knows me better than I know myself.
2 Corinthians 12:9 (NASB) – “And He has said to me, “My grace is sufficient for you, for power is perfected in weakness.” Most gladly, therefore, I will rather boast about my weaknesses, so that the power of Christ may dwell in me.”