In Which Adventure Calls Us

“The time has come,” the Walrus said,
“To talk of many things:
Of shoes–and ships–and sealing-wax–
Of cabbages–and kings–
And why the sea is boiling hot–
And whether pigs have wings.”
                                         -Lewis Carroll

The time has come to say goodbye to what’s comfortable and hello to the unknown.

Once, I lived in a bucolic town where my children picked flowers and berries, made mud pies and watched Fourth of July fireworks explode in the night sky. They rode bicycles in the summer heat and ate popsicles on the front porch. My little three-ring circus and I learned to ride horses, chase chickens and feed sheep. It was an idyllic life, the kind of contentment that sounds too good to be true and exists only in storybooks. Okay, maybe there were occasional horse pies mixed in with some of the mud pies, but I can assure you, the happiness felt was quite real. But life moves on. And soon, one of the kids was accepted into a program in another school, in another place. The house sold and we moved across town, only to find ourselves moving again, towards a grander adventure…

5 thoughts on “In Which Adventure Calls Us

  1. Sweet Karen,
    How are you! You amazing brave women! I am so very proud of you!
    Your kids seem to be adjusting like champs. I would love to just sit and chat.
    I so miss you my sweet neighbor. I send you and all of you crew a big hug!
    xoxoxo
    Andrea

    • I miss you, Neighbor! I’ve got Magic Jack, so as soon as we’re settled in an apartment, I’ll email you the number and we can chat. My walk to the store today reminded me of our strolls to Ghetto Vons. I wish you were here with me.

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