tran·si·tion /tranˈziSH(ə)n,tranˈsiSH(ə)n/ noun the process or a period of changing from one state or condition to another
It has been 4 ½ weeks since my last post. Dang… 4 ½ weeks. I did not realize that much time had passed since I last shared. In that time a lot has happened. I solidified a major decision related to my ‘9-to-5,’ the hubs started his fifth summer residency away from home, the kid successfully completed his first year of school, work was crazy busy and filled with lots of late evenings, we celebrated an awesome Father’s Day weekend, and another school year ended. Whew! Please understand I gave you the abbreviated version and left out the many, many, many details to spare you the exhaustion I have felt. I am glad to have a break from the grind I have been on.
Last summer the hubs had a striking epiphany; June and July are transition months for us as individuals and as a family. We have experienced multiple deaths with subsequent funerals, layoffs, new jobs and educational opportunities, temporary moves, odd house-related issues and more in those months. These months have traditionally been tough for us. There seems to always be a lot packed into these 61 days that helps set the tone for the other ten months of the year. What stands out to me the most about June and July is that they are filled with transition– AKA change…AKA things not staying the same…AKA life getting blown up to only resettle again.
I know I am not alone when it comes to not really liking change. For as much as I enjoy new adventures, I find comfort in knowing that certain things are going to remain the same each day. I hear people say, “I don’t mind change…I like it…it doesn’t bother me.” Yeah right! [Insert the side eye!] None of us like to rearrange plans because of someone else or take on additional responsibilities due to an unexpected event. But, those are the things we cannot control and the things we should expect to happen. Lately, what I have come to realize is that transition is not bad. It is necessary in order for life to move forward and progress (good or bad) to occur. And the reality is that transition is going to happen whether I like it or not, so I can help myself out by being prepared for it to come.
Six years ago (June 10) my family went through a major transition when my father died.
After a battle with lung cancer his body could no longer sustain the illness. It was hard to watch him fade away and no longer be the vibrant, larger than life personality he was known to be. When June rolls around each year I find myself moving ever so slowly through the cycle of bereavement trying to move past the denial stage and settle in the acceptance phase. June causes me to think about my father, my grandmother and grandfather, my husband’s grandfather and uncle who all made their transition in June and July. If I sit and think about too hard for too long it could be a bit paralyzing…but God!
So on to my transition. I do not count it is a coincidence that I am moving on from my job after many years in the very months that have been known to be filled with unexpected changes. While I do not know the details of what the future holds for me
professionally; what I do know is that years of transitional Junes and Julys have shown me that I know how to use what is inside of me to not only make it through, but come out on top. I recognize a major factor in my personal transition is the ability to be confident in my decisions no matter what. I have often wanted to run my plans by fifty-eleven different people for their opinion, approval, and/or disapproval. No more! I have grown to be confident enough in my faith and intelligence to know when my decisions are sound and not. Don’t worry- I’ve got some professional ‘irons in the fire’ AKA potential opportunities on the horizon! So as I move through June and prepare for July I am excited to see what August brings. For starters it will bring the hubs back home and that is a good start. I am keeping my head up looking for blessings to come because I have prepared and made room for them.
Hugs and kisses to my mom, my sister, the hubs, my parents and sister ‘in-love,’ and family for continuing to make it through the Junes and Julys of our lives. We’ve got this.
Question for you- What are you transitioning from/to and are you ready? –Krystal