As the flurry of activity settles from the winter holidays and I catch my breath, I reflect on how different our family’s traditions looked in the face of a transitional season. Navigating traditions during a time of transition can feel like trying to put your makeup on without a mirror.
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Picture it- 10 am on a Thursday morning. Most people my age, somewhere between no longer young and senior citizen, are at work. Not me. I’m sitting on my back deck wrapped in a blanket and drinking coffee.
It probably looks relaxing, and it is. The sounds of nature on a cool morning are a great way to start a day, but there are things no one can see- the blinding pain in my right hip, or the waves of nausea and dizziness. The only thing visible about my many illnesses is the weird walk my hip has given me and the falls from the dizziness. There are many more symptoms. So many that it breaks my heart, but they just sit there silently torturing me. Invisible.
I don’t usually yell at my husband. I’m not a yeller. But in this instance, I was screaming my head off just inches from his ear.
“WHY IS NO ONE HELPING ME? I NEED SOME HELP!”
Daryl patted my arm and looked around in dismay.
“It’s transition,” mouthed one of the nurses. “This is totally normal.”
I’m one of those crunchy-hippie-granola folks who willingly chooses natural birth. It’s funny because I’m not that much of a hippie in real life. I wear black pencil skirts to work and I eat way more Skittles than granola.
But birth I do the natural way.
It hit me the other day that I am no longer the mom of littles.
I guess the fact that 2/3 of my children are taller than me, my oldest is driving and preparing for college, my middle child will be in high school next year, my youngest spends time with friends on her own should have clued me in.
If you’re like me, as the current year winds down, we begin searching for the perfect planner. We stock up on cool highlighters and maybe even calligraphy pens to ink down our plans in style, set goals, and press into the future with hope. With the impending turn of the new year, we plant seeds of hope in preparation for the change that will inevitably come.