If you could take a snapshot of my life four years ago, and compare it to what it looks like right now, there would be little to no resemblance. Four years ago I was married with five kids (four nephews and a stepdaughter). I was a second grade teacher. I was about 12 pounds lighter. I had longer hair. I lived in Tennessee. I had a tiny little house that was filled with school uniforms, legos, and children's books. I did at least two loads of laundry a day. I would have given my right arm for a few hours to myself with nothing to do. Now I live in Texas. I am in a tiny little apartment that is filled with books, musical instruments, and my latest estate sale finds. I rarely do laundry, and I get away with it just fine. I have endless amounts of time to myself, and I would give my right arm for someone to be responsible for.
The thing about life is that once you adjust to one change, something else changes and then you must adjust to the new one. I was mostly adjusted to single life in Texas when I met Tim. Then we started dating and I adjusted to that. And now, a year later, we are no longer dating and I am readjusting to single life in Texas. It just keeps going. My routine of hanging out on Tuesdays and Saturdays has been thrown off. Today I had no idea what to do with myself after I was finished working at the church. Normally, I would meet Tim for lunch, and then we would go find something interesting to do. Thankfully, I only had a few hours to fill today before going to a family dinner, but you know what? Next Tuesday and Saturday are already out there waiting for me. They will have hours in them that need to be filled with activity. You know what else? I will find a way to fill them. I will figure something out. I will not console myself with Ben and Jerry's because I have a Weight Watchers goal that I have to meet. I will play music and I will write some sad songs. Break-ups are good for that at least. And I will go to the gym. I have been neglecting that. I will drive to Fort Worth and play music on the cold street corner with my little brother. We have been talking about that for a while. I will find someone else to attend the Weepies concert with me. I will take the trip to Tennessee that I have been planning. I will fly to Orlando to see my best bud. I will pray, and I will read my Bible even if I don't feel like it. At all. And tonight, I will get an extra hour of sleep, because even though most change is not easy, it is not always bad.