My brain is on overload, thinking about school and curriculums and all the hard work I’ll need to do to make sure I’ve prepared the boys for the transition to traditional school. I have no doubt they’ll adjust and thrive, but it’s near impossible to stop a thinking mama’s mind.
My remedy for uncertainty is always sunshine, and this February, Oregon has delivered. Be calm, my heart, and bathe in the Light.
Warmth calls my name and I feel my past beckoning. Somehow in the last twenty-four hours, California has become my future. Numerous tabs and windows sprawl across my computer screen, with search items like “kid-friendly resort hotel” and “surviving a family road trip.” I’m fortunate to know where and when to stay in Southern California, to have an even longer road trip under my belt, and to know that this will be another adventure to add to our family memory book.
“An adventure is only an inconvenience rightly considered. An inconvenience is only an adventure wrongly considered.” ― G.K. Chesterton
|Our past in sunny San Diego, about eight years ago.|