Confetti
{Ahem. Fast forward three weeks...}
Hi!
Allow me to re-tell a story. Once when I was a young mother we were preparing to go on vacation, taking a road trip a couple of states away. I do what you do in that situation: lists and crossing off and packing and re-packing and checking. Do I have enough diapers? Does everyone have pajamas? Where are the little busy things for the long car ride? Did I stop the mail? Who will water the plants? You know.
Finally, we pulled out of our neighborhood ready for the adventure. After a while, 3-year-old Lauren piped up from the back seat.
"Mom, did you remember to bring my blankie?"
"Yep, here it is."
Silence.
"Mom?"
"Uh huh?"
"Did you bring pink bear?"
Silence. Quick calculation of how far we've already driven. Too far. Life would have to go on without pink bear.
"No.......I think I forgot it Lauren. I'm sorry!"
Silence.
"Mom. Can't you even remember two things?"
. . .
Every once in a while over the past month or so I've chided myself "can't you even juggle two things?" but then I remind myself that those Two Things actually include so very many pieces that it feels like juggling confetti. So I decided that juggling is overrated. It's completely the wrong metaphor for my life right now in this season. What's the point, really, in trying to juggle confetti? If you have confetti, you should be enjoying how it floats around your head and admiring the colors. You should be celebrating. I'm not sure where to go with that analogy but those were my thoughts. Be in the moment. Be glad for the bounty. Don't be so tough on yourself. Be wise in choosing your metaphors.
All this is just to say that it's a little crazy sometimes but I am loving being surrounded in our particular blend of confetti.
looking cool - losing teeth
sewing patches - contemplating schools
dressing up for Oscars - enjoying early spring
promming - celebrating oreo's 100th
jury duty - lunchtime walks
Sound of Music costumes for Sam - Celtics Game with G
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p.s. Of course what I didn't say was that with confetti, many things end up on the floor. Don't look too closely at mine, okay?
Been thinking of you lately. I wondered what you decided about schools. From afar, I must say, you look like you are enjoying the moments despite having an incredible amount on your plate. Cheers!
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I love your analogy. I can't even tell you. Who's looking at the floor? It's all up in the air. :)
"Be wise when choosing metaphors" indeed. :)
Juggling confetti. I like the metaphor. I think the only way to handle confetti is not to handle it. I think the best you can do to keep some of it afloat is to blow on it in an upward flow of air. Some days, I feel that is what I am doing: puffing away trying to keep some of the pieces from falling to the floor. But one thing you can't do when you are in a confetti metaphorical storm: Breathe in very deeply. And keep your mouth closed, for heaven's sake, right? Anyway, I like the idea that we just have to let it all swirl around us and not try to overmanage it. I like the colorful pieces of confetti in your life, too. And remember that if it all falls to the floor, we can make a mosaic. Glue guns ready?
So happy to see a new blog post. I feel basic joy when I see new entries on my reader. Enjoy the confetti!
Hi Annie, I still read your blog all the time and I really enjoy it! I also love seeing posts on things that remind me of my New England childhood such as the Red Sox, Kimballs ice cream, Celtics games, concerts in Boston, etc. Concord is such a wonderful place to raise your children. I noticed the envelope from Middlesex. Is Sam trying to decided whether to attend? What a fantastic school! It is so competitive just to be accepted there. He should be so proud! (And you and G, too). That is a hard decision. Nicholas just chose his high school, too. Very exciting. We are hoping for a trip home this summer and I would love to get the families together if your family is home then. We're hoping for July, I know that is vacation time for most.