Monday / April 11 / 2011
Life in transition: first time in the story of us we’ve started new jobs at the same time
It was 80-degrees today in the Adirondacks. A day filled with dogs walking their owners, topless Jeeps and prematurely shirtless, blindingly pale-chested gents… all paired with the still smattering of snow. Mother Nature in transition.
Transition is good. Or at least it can be.
Hubs and I were reflecting on the timing of our recent transitions, he into his new job and me into mine. This is the first time in the Story of Us we’ve started new jobs at the same time. We simultaneously joined the wide-open, welcoming community of Christ Church and embraced the heart and soul of the Adirondacks. Not to be repetitive, but it’s good to be home.
Twenty years ago when Skip-n-I left the Adirondacks, we never dreamed we’d one day return. Or stay. In fact, if you asked us six months ago, we might’ve told you a transition out of the Adirondacks was on the horizon. Yet here we are and our roots are deeper than ever, perhaps because this is where they were first laid down. Perhaps because for the first time in our restlessness, we feel… settled.
We’re excited about life. About the adventure that’s just begun. To borrow from the Jacobs’ brothers… Life is good.