I kind of made a realisation today. The kind that helps you, to keep hanging on.
It has been an interesting two years.
I say that with happiness, utmost respect, yet also, supreme diplomacy.
Our life has been turned upside down in these past two years. Things have gotten interesting, and things have also gotten harder.
There have been many times where I have had to remind myself, and Hubbie, that this is a passing phase.
ALL of life is. Nothing will ever stay the same, for too long. Give it an absolute max of about 2 years. At the most. Something always shifts.
I remember when I was pregnant, and Hubbie and I were sharing my car to get to work. I’d be standing at the bus station, waiting for this highly unpredictable mode of transport to arrive (anytime, sometime that decade) and muttering ‘when will I be able to drive without waiting again?’
Now, we have our own cars.
I remember the nights of holding a crying and unsettled baby girl. I would stand in her dark room, only the hallway light illuminating the space from the slightly ajar door, thinking of my work colleagues.
I would imagine them sleeping. They would go to work all refreshed after their 7-8 hours sleep, and enjoy the morning cafe-ing away.
(I told them that too, after I came back from my maternity leave.)
I remember staring out the window of our old place, wondering if I would ever have a view that showed me something other than trees and brick houses. A nature strip that wasn’t littered with other people’s cars. Neighbours that actually slept at midnight in the middle of the week.
Now… my wildest dreams have been succeeded. My view is that of the water. I watch the sunset go down over it. No one is even close in our front of house vicinity, and the only time I hear the neighbours is occasionally post 4pm when the primary school kids start practicing with their basketball.
My how things change.
And it seems to happen, in about 2 year phases. We’ve had some things bugging us for a little while… but what I realised today, is that our 2 years are almost up. We are almost there. Nothing ever lasts forever, and that accounts for not only the best times, in order to keep you humble…
But it accounts for the hard ones too. To lift you up and help you keep going when things feel too difficult.
So today, I am grateful. For hanging on. For holding out.
Because I can seriously feel it in the air. We are almost, there.