A few North Dakota blogger friends joined and later this week I will share their blogs and thoughts from our weekend together. The new normal is that I don’t travel nearly weekly on airplanes anymore. I don’t sit in hotel rooms by myself on a regular basis where much of my past blogging got done late at night.
Instead the new normal has me mostly at home in the evenings. I don’t blog as often because I am reading Green Eggs and Ham to Miss A each night and taking Miss E to her weekly Tae Kwan Do class.
When I do have a work commitment within driving distance like I did this past weekend, there are always native Dakotan faces there that I know…and love like my sister who attended the Local Foods conference and shared a hotel room with me. We didn’t blog from our hotel room. Instead we had conversation.
A part of the new normal I was worried about a month was the driving. I thought I would be driving solo to and from my deep into the prairie home to the Capitol of North Dakota for work. Instead I was given a surprise gift in the last month, a carpool friend. Each morning I am due in my office I drive north 25 miles to a farmstead right alongside the highway to meet Amanda. We have developed a friendship in just a month. The new normal requires prairie driving but I have been enriched by taking in the prairie scenery and given the gift of friendship with my carpool counterpart.
The driving force which I felt it was mandatory I make a career change was to be at home for my family each day with out the dependence on airline schedules. I could not stomach the thought of missing basketball games of Hunter’s this year. It is his first year playing varsity and I wanted to be there. The new normal has my bottom on the bleachers many, many nights a week alongside my husband, daughters, in-laws, parents and our friends.
The new normal has taught me to yell less, bite my tongue more and realize we can’t always win. But most importantly I am there. Whether Hunter fully appreciates it at age 14 or not, I am not concerned.
|Hunter’s Godparents, Lois and Mark visited last night and watched him play his last regular season home game.|
|Post away game with Uncle Jim, Grandpa Fred and Great-Grandpa Sonny|
Someday Hunter will remember he had generations of fans in the stands for him. There is nothing more rewarding for me in this chapter of life than to be with my family each night supporting him at games.
In the last month, I added an iPhone to my arsenal of personal technology tools. Since the new normal requires a lot of family time in the basketball bleachers, I have learned to fully utilize apps for kid entertainment. Every child needs Kids Doodle. It’s coloring without crayons!
Miss E takes cat naps in the stands. I take my cat naps in the car on days Amanda is driving in our twosome carpool. The new normal requires an earlier bed time and an earlier morning alarm clock for me. Naps are necessary at times.
The time we’ve spent at games in the last month has Miss E dreaming big about her future and I think our new normal is that we’ll be cheering at games for the next two decades. The new normal has me on the prairie watching my kids grow, trying to muddle through laundry, figuring out how to keep our house clean and trying to keep enough milk in the fridge.
I do miss many friends I used to talk to frequently because of our past work connections. But I am staying fairly connected via social media outlets. And I hope a few friends visit us on the prairie! I will miss the traveling someday. That’s what vacations are for I hear?
For now, I just need to keep turning the page in this chapter and keep going with each new day. It’s a chapter I like. It feels right. I am content to be home. I am challenged with new opportunities. I am renewed and grateful each day as I watch the prairie sunrise.