Transition and Finding our Groove

Clearly June has come and is long gone. It has taken me this long to find my groove and keep it long enough to find my creativity. Turns out moving across the country take much more energy then I anticipated.

Here are some glimpses of our transition experiences. I will return to the more distant past for future posts.

Transition and Finding Our Groove…

I love to be at peace with what is. I am trying. I try to speak less–or to intervene less, and to observe what is. I try to breath more and trust that all will align as it is meant to. But sometimes I fall into the pain and discomfort of parts of blended family life, I stumble and show my will–but then somehow struggle back to breathing. This is a big transition for all of us–we are living in the same town for the first time in 9 years and Quin is spending more time with us than ever before, and now, we have more children. I am learning a lot! I think we all are–all 6 of us.

One thing I didn’t expect when seeing Quin more was that my heart still breaks when he leaves–even though I know we will see him again in a couple of days. It almost feels more painful now because my heart isn’t the only one that aches when he goes. His sisters cry when he leaves and ask each day when he will return…

But its not just the loss and the readjustment of Quin’s comings and goings that I must find peace with. There is also this whole new aspect of our life of having three children in a more regular routine with each other and with me and with Ben. We are all still getting to know each other’s ways. It has been three years since we have had a frequent routine with Quin. And then, Sophie was just two and younger and we didn’t have Mia.

For the last three years our time with Quin has been only during vacation.

So now, we are all getting to know each other again.

I have a lot to learn about the ways of a 12-year-old boy–and about THIS 12-year-old boy. I want him to feel like he has the space to be himself in our house and I want him to have fun here.

My goal is to support my children (including Quin) in learning respectful ways of communicating and creating a safe environment for each of them. Again, I am learning. (And many days I wish these lessons didn’t come at the price of a mistake-usually against one of the kids. But sadly, I am human!).

And then there are days when Sophie torments Quin…or I should say, there is constant misunderstanding.

OK, a moment ago I said we were finding our groove, some days we are much closer to harmony than others. And we are working on finding it with all our might–well, heart(s), really.

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