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Unfortunately a lapse in my blogging doesn’t mean nothing is happening. It usually means there is TOO much happening. And there is definitely a LOT.
So here I go again. Packing up my home, sorting through our memories, carefully cushioning the emotions of my children for safe keeping as they say good bye to friends and favorite places and get ready to brave their new futures. We knew last summer that our stay in this home would be a short one, a temporary move. But as humans of course we have become comfortable and formed our attachments. Everything we are moving toward is surprising, good and wonderful and exciting. And although it feels like we have been on a year-long journey, we are not leaving unimpacted by our stay here. Just as the times before, we are affected by the excitement, stress and sadness of starting over again. Even through the excitement and GOOD, I am also picking up the pieces as we go, and will for the next few months.
Last night I had a dream. In this dream I was excitedly preparing for a karate tournament which I was expected to perform very well in. (remember, this is ONLY a dream-lol) After months of preparation and training it was finally my turn to go out on the tournament floor. As I wound my way out onto the floor I found myself confronted NOT by karate opponents but a big group of ninjas swarming and flipping and ninja-ing around me like a mob of angry dive-bombing tropical mosquitos. I froze. I freaked out. I cried. I fled. And then I returned. I had worked too hard to just leave. My sensei was there to pull me together…to push me on to the next step, confront my fears. The scene in front of me was not what I was expecting. I practiced karate, not Ninjutsu. I was wearing white, not black. I had no weapons. I most certainly did NOT resemble a tropical mosquito. I was not prepared. My Sensei took me in her arms and then looked me in the eyes and said “it is only kicks and punches, Dena. Just kicks and punches. You KNOW kicks and punches. The scene is different and you are nervous. But you have done this before. It’s just kicks and punches.”
So here I go again. Ninjas beware. I don’t know what lies ahead of us, I don’t know how my family or myself will handle the scene in front of us. There will be good times and there will be difficult times. There always is. But we have done this before. And we are doing it again. Bring it on Ninjas.
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