Everything started changing a little over two years ago. However, a lot of things have stayed the same.
While my marriage is over, I still live in the same house in the same town. I still have the same job. I still have the same sons, although they have changed quite a lot.
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Harmon (previously the Wiz) and Micah (previously Gameboy) are now tall young men. Both are sophomores. Harmon is in high school and is passionate about drama. Micah is at college, and is working through a 3/2 engineering program.
I have the same job. I have the same car. We still have chickens. We still have Maisie and Davy, but they are getting so much older. We lost Lulu this winter (she had just turned 13).So in some ways, much of this is the same, too.
Harmon and I still spend lots of time driving to Seattle Children’s. We still try to make it fun, but now he’d rather do something than buy something.
Last week, we went to see his rheumatologist and he had his bone marrow biopsy. This is at the Bellevue Botanical Garden. It was a lovely place to spend an afternoon.
For the first time since my ex went to seminary, the boys and I have a permanent home. We aren’t moving around. Their father has moved away, but we’re in the same place and have been for 9 years now. We are happy to stay here.
But I’m not a trailing spouse anymore. I am working on who I am now, or who I was all along, but burying because I thought I wasn’t acceptable. It has been interesting to learn who I am, and I am realizing that I do like me.
So I’m writing about my life again. Or my shared life with 1.5 sons (Micah is half in/half out of my home now). Either way, I think it’s good to be back.
But I really need to rename this place. Or start fresh to go with my new normal and new name.