They say there is a time and season for everything. The older I get the more this is true. As a young mother, I ran a tight ship and with schedules changing I had to adapt and overcome. It wasn’t something I thought about much, it was almost instinctive.
I’ve come to the conclusion that with each season of our lives we adapt and change. With age, I’ve also realized that it’s not instinctive like it used to be.
I didn’t plan for an empty house, or how I would keep the family close while being miles apart. I didn’t plan to have daughter-in-laws or son-in-laws. I took for granted our own belief system and assumed that my children would assimilate. I was undermining their free will and influences from their own spouses.
Yes, I am adapting to the ever changing ideals and goals of a family now grown. It’s a hard thing to let go knowing that there might be a chance that they won’t come back. But if I’ve learned anything it’s that kids will return – for good or for bad. I once heard a religious leader say to parents, “Stand in the place you want your children to return to”. That is my goal, to be a lighthouse as my kids sail the stormy seas of life.
With one remaining child at home, I am faced with the realization that it’s me and my husband. It’s silent. It’s that elusive dream you have as a young mother, and yet here it is blaring at me. What do I do with my husband?
My husband decides to quit his day job and fulfill his life-long dream of being an internet marketer. This challenge presented me with a lot of opportunity and unanswered questions. How do I fit in? I’m not the digital junkie my husband is, and for me, that created a problem. I wanted to create a working space that he would love to come to work in, and one that I could tackle. Once the office was complete I sat back in my chair and enjoyed the new surroundings. The best part was that I succeeded in creating a space that my husband loved.
Creating an office was easy but learning to do new things, especially when it comes to internet and marketing is a challenge. I get frustrated, and often walk away from the computer to spare it from sudden death. I’m not very patient with myself and adapting to this new culture wasn’t going to be easy.
How did I do it as a young mother? When the older kids were teenagers I still had younger kids keeping my footing solid in both areas. When my older kids had moved out, I then clung to the one child remaining. The thing was this, I always moved between the older and younger kids. Now there was a gap between mothering, and mothering from afar. How do I reconcile those years?
Internet Marketing. That was my future. I now had the opportunity to learn and grow in new ways. Stretching and challenging myself to do even greater things. I now have the opportunity to cultivate my relationship with my husband. This is a new time and a new season of life which I choose to share, as I learn to adapt.