This week has been busy, interesting, and fast paced. I am facing the new challenges that come with the new job title. I am facing a new semester and the intricacies of having to remember everything at once. Personally, I feel fulfilled in an enviornment that allows me to make decisions and become involved with things I feel will be helpful to the goals of the institutions I am in. It is also a place with fewer pretenses and I feel at home. I feel happy with my work family.
At home I am having a wonderful time planning what life will be like with yellow bookcases and orange walls. I am excited and overwhelmed at once.
I also miss people. This is leading to a seeping sadness that pops up every now and then when I am not expecting it. I miss those that I love that have died on a continual basis. There is always some sort of gap between my smile and the idea that someone has missed it. I miss my friends that live in Nebraska, Mexico, New York, France, Colorado, but not here. I miss my friend that has one foot in the moving away door. I miss my friends that are here and I don't see. Where is all the time going.
I miss my godchildren. I miss the what they look like when they smile. I miss laughing with them.
I miss the ideas that are gone.
Mostly I am happy. Mostly I am lucky. Some people don't even have something to miss.