Thursday, December 25, 2014

Merry Christmas!

Have you seen that Tom Hanks movie “The Terminal”?  My life right now feels a little bit like he must have felt.  Waiting.  And more waiting.
A quick recap  of our 2014:
Cassie really seemed to enjoy her Senior year at Sitka High School.  She did some traveling within the state for choir, vocal jazz, and soccer.  Turns out she’s a pretty awesome soccer player, though she only played for one season.  And we already knew about her amazing vocal talent.  She graduated in May and is now working full time as a preschool teacher.  Cassie’s friend, Chris, moved to New Orleans in June and she was able to visit there in August and December.  As soon as she returned, she was online searching for her next destination.
Arnold and his wife, Nichole, made a brief visit to Sitka before he was transferred from Camp Pendleton to Okinawa.  They’ll be there for three years (left California in late April).  Can’t say much about how they’re doing as Arnold has never been very chatty. 
In March, I put the house on the market , anticipating that it would sell quickly and we’d be leaving Sitka this past summer.  We’ve been waiting now for nine months.  Waiting, getting rid of as much stuff as I can, and waiting.

What’s next?  We have a road trip planned that takes us through 29 states and across nearly 8,000 miles. I hope to find where I belong somewhere along the way.   Of course the road trip can’t happen until the house sells, so we’re waiting.  

Cassie and Rosie model the Vocal Jazz dresses.  Much sparklier than evident in the picture!

Cassie and Nichole.

Arnold and Nichole.

PROM!  Cassie and Chris. (Doesn't she look stunning?!?!?)

GRADUATION!  Cassie and me.  So proud of her!

Recognition of Seniors at the last soccer game -- Rosie, Cassie and Abigail.

Cassie and our friend, Annie, baking cookies.

Merry Christmas!

Monday, December 22, 2014

Coming Attractions

I'm beginning to draft a blog post in lieu of a Christmas letter.  That will be posted soon.  While I'm sitting on the couch reviewing our year, the TV is tuned to either cheesy holiday movies or a something on Netflix. I've skimmed over a pile of mail that needs to go into the recycle bin.

Over and over I hear or read the phrase "Let it go."

No, I am not watching "Frozen" again (though I do love that movie).

Let it go.

It's not just the theme of the day, it has been my anthem for 2014.  Letting go of all the clutter.  Letting go of commitments.

Eventually this house will sell and I can be on my way.  It will be terrifying and heartbreaking and exhilarating and freeing.  I can't wait to let it go.