24 trees. I just counted 24 beautiful maple saplings adorning the street I used to travel down with my youngest son on our morning walks to school. Two years ago, when they were first planted, and he was in his final year of elementary school, there were 27.
Where did those three missing trees go? Did they not survive? Were they uprooted? Or perhaps they are a symbol of my three children, whose lives are starting to scatter, and who are uprooting me in all sorts of ways.
With this post, I am saying goodbye to my regular weekly blog at Current Mom. I will no longer be walking around with one ear tilted towards conversations, one eye roving and finding things that inspire. “Oh!” I would often think. “That’s the blog this week!” Or, in the middle of a conversation I would suddenly blurt out, “I feel a blog coming on!”
Whether it was about my three sweet children, or about my life as a mom who works out of the home (as a consultant when I first started blogging but now with a mind-boggling full-time job and a position of semi-senior leadership in an organization I both adore and which drives me batty,) as a wife, a sister, a daughter, a daughter-in-law, a friend, a member of a civic community, a spiritual community, a soccer/basketball/baseball/field hockey rooter, a chauffeur, a commuter, a citizen of the neighborhood, community and world – I have been seeking the very personal and particular and trying to make connections to the universal for four years.