I love my husband. He works hard. Very hard. He has a vision for what he wants for our family, long term, that I’m grateful for. I’m so thankful. But it’s a tough gig being a climber. It’s a tough gig being the wife of a climber. It’s a tough gig being the kids of a climber.
One of the challenges is the frequent moving that comes with each rung grasped. When the kids were small it didn’t phase them. But now that the kids are entering in the teen waters, it gets harder. Continue reading
A little info to stick in your pocket as you read this post… “A sneaker wave is a disproportionately large coastal wave that can sometimes appear in a wave train without warning… Because they are much larger than preceding waves, sneaker waves can catch unwary swimmers, washing them out to sea. It is not uncommon for people walking or standing on beaches and ocean jetties to be washed into the sea.” (Wikipedia)
Funny how you are just going about your day, never dreaming that in a matter of months you’d be in a different home, your spouse would have a different job, different income, you’d be living in a different city, different culture, and completely out of your comfort zone… not to mention far away from family and friends. But it does happen, and it happens everyday to lots of different people. Why should we be exempt?
…And change, often, doesn’t come slowly… it doesn’t stop and ask “Hey, just checking in. Are you ready for this? Or would you prefer that?” And “Would you like that in 1, or 2, month increments?”Continue reading