I'm Lynn, a midlife wife and mom of two, writing honestly about the real stuff: empty nest, aging parents, loss, change, and figuring out who you are now. Just real life, and moving forward from here. Grab my free guide, When A Season Ends, and get The Weekly Joy in your inbox after that.
Yesterday and today
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Hi Reader, This morning I had a thought. It came out of nowhere, the way the real ones usually do. I was thinking about lunches and making them for school all those years. Then this morning, I'm making them for work. Somewhere in between the school lunches and work lunches was a lapse of what I thought was a lot of time... that's the blip. That's what I want to talk to you about today. Life doesn't slow down and hand you a moment. It moves fast. Your people come in and out, the rooms are messy, the days blur together. The blip is what happens when you catch a fleeting moment long enough to actually feel it. Not fix it. Not photograph it. Just feel it. I stood on my tiptoes this morning to kiss my sons goodbye. I used to bend down for that same kiss. I won't pretend that doesn't hit me. It does. I still mourn the little boys with the sports and Spiderman lunch boxes. But I'm also so grateful I got all of it. Yesterday and today and everything in between. The blip isn't about being okay with how fast it goes. It's about stepping back far enough to take it all in. Taking a breath in and then out. Letting yourself love it and grieve it at the same time, because both are true. That's real life in midlife. I hope you catch your blip today. P.S. I published something this week that was hard to write, but important to me. If you've ever grieved someone who is still here, this one's for you. → Read it here. |
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I'm Lynn, a midlife wife and mom of two, writing honestly about the real stuff: empty nest, aging parents, loss, change, and figuring out who you are now. Just real life, and moving forward from here. Grab my free guide, When A Season Ends, and get The Weekly Joy in your inbox after that.
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