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How
quiet the house feels, how tidy the room!
Only
your bedroom slippers still lie askew
as
if they were abandoned, switched out mid run
exchanged
for strong and closed from flimsy open –
airport
security scans every shoe.
Makes
sense to keep the footwear light, the sole
limber,
the ties simple. I’ve told you this –
chances
are you’ll have to snatch at things you want
without
breaking stride, instantly pull on
your
boots, be travel ready without notice.
Have
I ever told you? - that motherhood
is
an entirely strange celebration
from
first baby steps to that last slip-on
each
step’s a stepping away, each milestone
an
emptier room, slippers flung off mid run.
Too much has been happening, all good albeit super strange. The offspring left home for the second time yesterday so this is empty nesting 2.0...hmmm...does practice make this perfect? I'm thinking not.
For those who may be interested, he's reached his destination safely. Which is closer than NC but still a couple of oceans and a couple of dozen borders away and well, the time zone management is marginally less challenging but I'm older and less nimble, so it all cancels out.
It's been a monthful of celebrations - family reunions, the Durga Puja and then this sudden relocation magicked itself in exactly a week. Stress and exhilaration combined in a mindboggling mix. Strange celebrations indeed. Uber thankful for all of them.
Hope you've got ample cause to celebrate too this autumn.
