A transition?

After a four day weekend with my mom and sister in Atlanta, it's time to get back to reality.  This may even be my last day or two of this shutdown with the Senate having passed a continuing resolution earlier this week and the House convening today.  Today is day 43.

Change - this last year and a half has been about a lot of change.  It comes in waves though.  I have time to  get used to something and then, circumstances change or my perspective changes or both.

This morning's time at my kitchen table feels like the quiet moment before another change.  My weekend in Atlanta has renewed my hopes of eventually securing a job there and it will be nice to have people back in the office regularly.  But right now, I feel this need to just center myself and sit here in this moment.  There is a sense of peace in not worrying about what is next as I just take in the calm of today.

Has there always been this quiet moment when a shift feels imminent but not quite here yet that I just rushed through?  I suppose some changes came more swiftly, with less warning than others.  Maybe the train ride to NYC last year is another great example of the quiet moment before a change.  I didn't rush that moment either.