“Put your hand on a hot stove for a minute, and it seems like an hour. Sit with a pretty girl for an hour, and it seems like a minute. That’s relativity.” Albert Einstein
Time. Seconds click to minutes. Hours turn into weeks, and now months since my last post. The summer is the one season that seems to leave as soon as it comes.
Our summer has been unlike any season that we have known in our married life. This is the first that I have not worked at the camp in eight summers. I must admit, it is liberating to clock in/clock out and be done for the day, for the weekend. Jordan has spent most of his nights sleeping on glaciers. Our lives overlap briefly enough to recognize each other. Since I’m responsible for the guide schedule, I cannot complain too much. Working for the same company is really helpful. It keeps us on the same page despite the gaps in between. We are moving forward, together.
The theme of the summer is shuffle. We have housesat five different houses in the area. It is 99% blessing and 1% challenge to be a high class vagabond. The van has served well as our in between house and traveling suitcase. Cookie is my turtle shell. If things get really hectic I can retreat inside, but basecamp has wheels.
Although there is a sense of fragmentation, I am affirmed that we are in a good place with life. Yesterday we closed on the sale of the house that we flipped within six months of our original purchase date. With the influx of desire for starter homes on the Knoxville market, we made a last minute decision to sell instead of rent. We essentially signed our realtor contract as we were leaving town, hoping for the best. We poured a lot of time, energy and love into that little house and we are excited that someone gets to enjoy the fruits of our labor.
The hot ticket question…what’s next? Turn the page. I feel like a character in a choose your own adventure picture book. Yes or no moves us to the next sequence. The proceeding set of questions take us a page forward. Inch by inch, centimeter by centimeter. We are on a slow trajectory.
The slowness allows us the ability to analyze and process where we are, what we are doing and appreciate the small pieces that come together in life, recognizing that these are God’s gifts. Since I started the post with an Einstein quote, I will end with this:
“There are only two ways to live your life. One is as though nothing is a miracle. The other is as though everything is a miracle.”