Transitions

Well, reassuring to know that all the humdrum of life is waiting to start right up upon your return after a nice long trip to India!  Back to home life after Spring Break.  I can't help but feel that my boys are feeling not-so-mysteriously rebellious toward me after leaving them on the home front for two weeks.  I know change is all we'll ever do.  I am changed and they are changed.  I don't want them to change but that's the only constant.

{Nate doesn’t want to look at instagram.  Josh asked him why.

“The only thing I care about India is when Mom comes home…I’ll look at the pictures then.”}

(I really love this kid.)  My guys have made me whole.  I had to go away to discover that.  To truly understand that they needed me. Josh did beautifully and kept things in complete order.  He just wanted LJ to sleep thru the night - that would have made him a happy camper.

Albeit, I came home breathing easier.  I came home with a fresh pair of eyes.  I came home with a happy heart. I won't be documenting my every thought and feeling.  I simply want the story of India to unfold here for you. So you get a sense for how the images and memories are ingrained in my mind.

I tell myself to enjoy the journey instead of the destination. "Stay in the moment."

So I'm doing a bit of both and here's what I've been up to....sometimes imagining if moments would seem different if things had worked out differently then they did...At the shoulda, coulda, wouldas.  Anyway, North India_Udaipur, Jaipur, Agra and Delhi.

I practiced yoga outside and probably got malaria but don't worry, I diligently took my antimalarial medication!  I spent lots of time looking out the window or hotel grounds at monkeys, cows, camels and elephants (and I used to think nyc was exciting!).  I am happy that I was able to hold my mama tight when she was imagining her own shoulda, coulda, wouldas.  When one too many Simon & Garfunkel songs came on her playlist.  When we were healing together.