I have a confession to make, and if you didn’t think I was strange before, you surely will after you read what I have to say.
I often “see” my life as an observer, as if I were watching a movie or reading a book. I write the scenes in my head as they unfold. If I’m riding in a car, I watch the scenery flash by and hear the music which always plays in the background.
Lately, I’ve mused on the idea expressed by Mrs. Bennet: “Three daughters married! Ten thousand a year! Oh, Lord! What will become of me. I shall go distracted.” I see myself in that statement.
I have only two daughters, and they are now both married. I also have a granddaughter and another on the way, due to arrive December 12.
My younger daughter married in June and will move to California on Sunday to join her husband. She’s already shipped her car and packed her bags. We’ve handled sending everything ahead that we could, and she has gift cards to replace the rest. There have been many bumps in the road this past summer, but I think everything is finally handled, once we go to the Post Office tomorrow and mail a few packages to her new address.
My daughters were born nearly ten years apart, so we’ve had children (young or grown) in our home for the past thirty-four years. There has always been laughter and noise. This will be a huge adjustment.
When we leave her at the airport Sunday morning around 5:30, I truly shall go distracted. Unlike Mrs. Bennet, I will not be at all glad to see her leave, though I am happy for her and her husband. He’s an excellent man, and they are wonderfully matched. However, if he makes only ten thousand a year, they’ll be back home very soon.
I’m sure the background music in my head will be appropriately sad and sweet.