When friends describe me, the term “laid back” is often used. I’m pretty easygoing. Not much of a planner. I like to go with the flow.
According to StrengthsFinder, one of my top five strengths is adaptability.
As a baseball wife, this comes in handy. Jeff’s job is year-to-year. We don’t have a permanent residence. Since getting married twelve years ago, we’ve moved too many times to count.
We love this life. We know we are supposed to be here. There. Wherever baseball takes us.
We’re good at it.
But that doesn’t make it easy.
This week we will leave Missoula, taking a few days (or maybe more) to make our way back to Phoenix. Glacier National Park and Yellowstone are on the list, and maybe a stop at the lake.
Friends have been asking if I’m excited for the season to be over. I feel guilty when I don’t shout an immediate “YES!” but instead admit to mixed feelings.
Yes I’m excited to hug friends and squeeze babies and be with my family. (And Hobbs, I can’t wait for our reunion with Hobbs!)
But oh to leave this beautiful place where my kids can run free and the fresh air fills my lungs and I don’t have regular internet access…
Also if I’m being honest we left a pretty stressful situation back home (if you are part of my local community you know what I’m referring to), and I’m not anxious to dive back into it.
Maybe I’ve been spoiled this summer. Ok yes, I have been spoiled this summer. It was basically a three-month vacation for me.
Also, it’s 40 degrees cooler here. You guys, I wore jeans and boots today!
And so in a few days I’ll be heading home a bag of mixed emotions. An overheated bag of mixed emotions.
So friends, I want to ask for some grace this month. Grace to be a mess. Grace to hide out in my house if I need to. Grace to be sad about leaving a place I fell in love with. Grace to be tired. Grace to be me.