Thursday, July 19, 2018

Change Is In The Air

Well, not in the big air anyway, but in the little air.

Both The Ravishing Mrs. TB and I have commented at different times upon the same thing.  All of a sudden it feels like we are slightly out of place here now.  Things do not seem to quite be as pleasing and pleasant as they used to be.  The jobs are meeting needs, but all of a sudden they are starting to feel as if they could go on forever and there would be no real sense of accomplishment.

Our friends, perhaps as if by design, have moved away - if not physically, than in closeness.  The activities that used to bring enjoyment (perhaps at this moment for me, with the exceptions of Iai and continuing to serve the rabbits) no longer bring the same thrill.  Everything has a certain pall cast over it.

We are reaching a change, of course.  This year will be the last year for the middle child, Nighean Gheal, to be in high school as well as the youngest, Nighean Dhonn, to be in grammar school.  Close to this time next year we will be a single child household.

But it does not just seem to be those facts.  The wind murmurs "Change".  Every time I drive to work, the landscape says "Change".  Even the moonlight that I sometimes practice under says "Change".

Change is, I think, coming.  And I think we are all ready.


2 comments:

Rev. Paul said...

It's always an exciting event when one realizes the grace has lifted from current circumstances. Change is imminent, and welcomed. I look forward to reading what happens next.

Toirdhealbheach Beucail said...

Thank you Reverend. Me too - although I have not the slightest clue what form that change will take. I really do not.