Right now, I’m in-between places.
Wait. I’m always in-between places.
In my childhood, my in-between places happened from one birthday until the next.
As a teenager, it was between the time I got my driver’s permit until I got my license.
When I graduated from high school, it was between graduation night and the day I left for college.
As a young adult, it was between the job I took that I hated at age 22 because the world said I needed a job and the job I found at age 24 that lead to a meaningful career in higher education.
As a mom, it’s been the day I discovered I was pregnant until the day I got to meet each one of my little bundles of joy.
Right now, my in-between places look like the week between Christmas and the New Year.
It’s from the moment my eldest graduated from high school three ago until the youngest graduates this spring.
It’s from the ending of my marriage and the date stamped on the divorce decree until I marry again.
It’s from March of 2020 until whenever COVID is no longer a thing.Continue reading