Julie flew back home to Norway last Thursday.
April (with Lucy's arrival) and May had been so crazy around here that we all sort of lived in denial about her leaving. Me especially...I'm pretty good at denial.
It has been a whirlwind of a year here in the parsonage. As we walked into the airport to send her back to her own country, I couldn't help but feel like we'd just been there to get her.
And at the same time, it was sort of surreal thinking of all that had gone on while she was here. The last time I walked into that airport as the mother of boys, and this time I walked into the airport with a teenage daughter and baby girl...a baby girl that wasn't on my "plan" list for the year. I can't help but look at myself in this picture and laugh a little...because that Sarah didn't have a clue what she was in for. :)
I still don't.
Before Julie arrived, you probably noticed *cough* that every other post involved her. And then August came, and Julie arrived and then she pretty much dropped off the radar from my blog. Before she came, I remember thinking how much fun it would be to blog about life with a teenager. And then she came, and I realized, I can't blog about that, not now at least. Because at the time, no matter how funny, or frustrating, it was just too soon.
It's amazing how some time can give us a different perspective on any given situation. Over the next year, I hope to look back on the time Julie was here and reflect and learn from those experiences.
Julie became a part of us. And saying good bye at the airport that day was much harder than I had anticipated. Or maybe it was just the fact that I had to come to terms with it...there's no denying she's leaving when you watch her board the plane and lift off.
I learned a lot about myself, having Julie here. I learned I have waaaay more to learn about having teenagers. ;)
It was for a time. I keep reminding myself of that. So much of life is just for a time. So much of me wants to hold on to everything just the way it is. I look at the boys and I think STOP GROWING SO FAST. And Lucy...already filling out and growing by the minute, and I find myself sad that it's going so quickly. Yet...it's supposed to. They're supposed to grow. Julie was supposed to go home to her family. And if I'm sad for too long, I'll miss out on the joys ahead.
So here's to learning to let go, embracing change...even enjoying it.
Love you, Julie!