Here’s my box: I write this in a corner of my kitchen as my house is filled with movers helping me pack up all our belongings and furniture to be shipped across the country. We will move into temporary housing in a couple days so that we can finish the school year here in Seattle before following said belongings to Chicago in June. So my box is messy, chaotic and about to be shipped away.
We are a family of two parents, three kids, one dog and one silly puppy (whom we’ve discovered can jump tall boxes in a single bound) living in a bit turmoil, slight uncertainty and a few brown cardboard boxes. “It’s all good” (My kids say I sound like Olaf these days.) and I’m not complaining, but I will say this: It does not in any way feel ROMANTIC.
Hence, I step outside this perspective and look at the whole situation a bit differently – and, as usual, I find it extraordinarily altered.
We are a family pulling together, making a choice to be closer to extended family, risking uncertainty to chase what we feel is our calling, knowing there are no assurances, but feeling a confidence that we’ve heard right and we’re answering together.
I think I’ll chose to stay in this box. After all, that may be the romance, the dance, of family. So while I’m sorting out life here, I’d love to hear what you and your families are up to right now. Any changes? Or are you in that fleeting moment where everything feels deliciously stable? I like those… We’re moving so fast… We exhausted the puppy.