Change is a good thing. It challenges us and makes us stronger. I am not opposed to change. I generally don't mind change at all. Transitions however are harder. Transitions are the process of change.
In our home right now we are in a bit of a transition. The issue is that we don't really know how or what we are transitioning to. We just know that a change is coming. We know that the change is needed. We just don't know what to do to prepare. The unknow aspect is what is so hard.
Last night I had a dream about being in transition. Things were not happening the way I wanted them to and there was a lot of frustration. In the dream, there was a move from one house to another as part of the transition. But not any particular house or town. In fact I was struggling with why we were moving at that point anyway. In the dream, the kids went from being small to being adults. Things were being destroyed and purchases were being made but all without an end point in sight. Everything was very random. At one point in the dream, I had hit my limit. In tears I told my husband that I was going home and walked out. By going home, I meant home to my parents (who have been gone for several years now so not an option in real life). Fortunately in my dream my husband came after me and calmed me down. He's good at that in real life too.
This dream haunted me this morning and I found myself on the verge of tears for no reason. Then the power went out. I ate breakfast by candle light. I couldn't sew or blog. It just didn't help at all.
Finally while driving to work, I called my husband and woke him up (He's working out of town) I just needed to talk to him. I told him about the dream and well everything. By the time I got to work, I was feeling much better. Like I said he is real good a calming me down.
But Transitions suck.
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