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A Blossom Perspective
May 24, 2012
We're home from our trip. Thank you for all your sweet birthday blessings for my girl in my last post.
Damien somehow managed kids, home, meals and working. The house was tidy when we came home, as tidy as it can be with boxes everywhere. I didn't ask questions. The children divulged the details anyway. Supper at the seasonal fast food shack down the road. Open now for the summer tourists or busy fathers. Freezies (Céline asked, "what's a Freezie?") at the same place for dessert. And Disney movies, in the middle of the day.
I was given a welcome home bouquet from Brienne.
The girls in our family, we speak in flowers. My mother had a midnight purple tulip blossom with chartreuse spirea greenery for Céline in our room when we arrived. She cut it, with permission, from the B&B neighbor's yard.
Last weekend, for Céline's family birthday supper we cut a tree blossom bouquet for the table. It was so beautiful in the late afternoon sunlight.
I love that photography enables me capture and remember that beauty. And allows me to literally focus on it.
But that is only one perspective of the story. These flowers sit amidst boxes and more boxes.
I am in a serious crunch now. Our trailer loading deadline got pushed ahead to Friday afternoon, from Saturday morning. I'm feeling I might go bonkers these next two days.
I don't function at my best during intense transitions and upheaval. This is not my happy space. I love my routines and rhythms and I really don't like moving deadlines and having to push through in those final days.
Now is my time to push through. I've had so many this past year and I'm getting tired of pushing. Moving ahead. Moving.
This part of the process is not particularly beautiful (it's very messy actually). It's hard work and it's expensive (in terms of energy and resources).
Beautiful flowers they do help a wee bit, if I can just keep it all in perspective.
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Jacinda on May 24, 2012, 7:58 p.m.
You will have the trailer packed on Friday afternoon. Breath in this knowing. Just keep going right now through this squeeze and then Friday evening this will be done and space will expand in front of you. What am I telling you this for..you know this. Just wanted to remind you from thousands of miles away :-)
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renee on May 24, 2012, 8:20 p.m.
Thank you. Please tell me. I need to be reminded. I'm living in the tunnel called the last agonies of packing up a house and I need some perspective, desperately. So, thank you.
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Cath in Ottawa on May 24, 2012, 11:54 p.m.
I so appreciate that you shared this - all of this, from the beauty of the flowers to the chaos of the boxes behind them, from the freezies to the doubt and anxiety. It is why yours is one of my favourite blogs, and one from which I derive such inspiration to breathe deeply, accept, embrace and let go. Thank you. Bonne chance!
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renee on May 24, 2012, 11:56 p.m.
Thank you Cath. This is just the encouragement I need to read, right now. Thank you so very much.
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Catherine Forest on May 25, 2012, 2:46 a.m.
I feel exactly the same, here, Renee. This is not my most graceful moment. Packing for our trip, packing the house for the tenants, trying to organise everything for the trip to be pleasant, amidst happy and noisy and not very helpful children... Not always pretty...
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Jessica on May 25, 2012, 4:12 a.m.
You can do it, Renee. You have such lovely perspective - when things get shaken up and the pressure is on it can be hard to find that perspective to stay grounded through the mess. But you will do it. There will be flowers. And birthdays. And green grass. And new pastures... And it will be wonderful because your family will be doing it together. You can do it.
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Tosca on May 25, 2012, 6:39 p.m.
Thank you for the inspiration. I re-found your blog recently at a time when my creative impulse needed some channeling. Your authenticity speaks directly to my heart. So I wanted to offer you this Irish blessing as you embark on your newest adventure. "May the road rise to meet you, may the wind be always at your back, may the sun shine upon your face, may the rains fall soft upon your fields, and until we meet again, my God hold you in the hollow of His hand". Many thanks(from Maine)
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Michelle @ The Parent Vortex on June 2, 2012, 6:43 p.m.
I love the contrast between the photos of the flowers on their own and the flowers with the boxes behind them. In real life it's hard to ignore that pile of boxes, but in photography you can make them disappear! Glad to hear you guys are enjoying Montreal now. :)
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Its_Lily on May 24, 2012, 1:27 p.m.
When my granddaughter, Miss M, was 2.5, we were hiking back down the beach on what was left of a 4 mile hike. She was tired and wanted me to pick her up. I said, "I'm sorry, I can't." I was already carrying the gear from our hike, but I told her it would be over soon and she just needed to put one foot in front of the other. She did. She is now six. A few months ago her mother was stressing over something and I heard Miss M say, "you just need to put one foot in front of the other." Wow! So, my dear Renee, I guess you just need to put one foot in front of the other and it will all be over soon. Until then, I'm wishing you as much peace and joy as you can find in these frantic times. Hugs too!