Monday, December 20, 2010

Blink

My mom used to tell me, "Just wait. You'll blink your eyes and decades will have passed. You'll look up and see your grown kids having kids of their own, and you'll have no idea how so much happened so fast." 


I wanted to believe her when I was in Jr. High-I hated those years. But every time I blinked, things looked exactly the same...I was chubby, the boy I had a crush on was still dating the head cheerleader, and being the first-chair flute player in the band equalled zero points on the popularity meter. In fact, I think it actually caused my meter to dip down into the negatives.


I wanted to believe her when my second daughter was colicky and cried without ceasing for months on end. But even when I blinked as slowly as I possibly could, she was still howling, whether in her carseat on top of the dryer, in her bouncy chair in front of a running shower, or any of the other mythical colic-relieving places my "What to Expect" book talked about.


I especially wanted to believe her when my oldest would come home from grade school with hurt feelings and a broken heart. How I wanted to fast forward to better days, when differences would be valued instead of becoming fodder for cruel teasing. But blink after blink, her little head remained buried in the pillow, sobbing and wishing to be anyone else but herself.


Today, however, I believe what my mother said. When I looked at the date this morning and realized that it's been SIX months since the day we waved goodbye to Texas and said hello to NYC, I could hardly believe it. Whether it's my ripe old age or just the effect of living in a fast-paced city, there's no denying that all that's happened in this half of a calendar year truly feels like a blink. 


Because it would take too long to neatly list out all that's transpired in our new adventure, and in honor of the Christmas holiday, I've decided to condense the highlights of the past six months into a song, a la "The Twelve Days of Christmas." I will, however, cut the length in half in case you truly want to sing aloud. So, without further ado, I give you "The Six Months of City Life."


In the first month of city life NYC gave to us
The best park in this whole wide world
Central Park, summer 2010


In the second month of city life NYC gave to us
A crash course in Shakespeare
Monologues from Shakespeare's "A Winter's Tale"
August 2010




And the best park in this whole wide world


In the third month of city life NYC gave to us
Concerts and shows
Billy Elliot
Rock of Ages



Mumford and Sons



Sarah Jarosz



Improv for Kids
Improv for Kids


Emma in "The Wind in the Willows"
Fall 2010
Abby in "The Wind in the Willows"
Fall 2010



A crash course in Shakespeare
And the best park in this whole wide world


In the fourth month of city life NYC gave to us
Lots and lots of visitors













Concerts and shows
A crash course in Shakespeare
And the best park in this whole wide world


In the fifth month of city life NYC gave to us
A truly amazing parade!!
Macy's Thanksgiving Day Parade 2010



Lots and lots of visitors


Concerts and shows
A crash course in Shakespeare
And the best park in this whole wide world


In the sixth month of city life NYC gave to us
A Christmas like no other





A truly amazing parade!!
Lots and lots of visitors
Concerts and shows
A crash course in Shakespeare
And the best park in this whole wide world


Hope you enjoyed the song. We really do love it here in NYC. 

And, just so you know, I think my husband is much cuter than my Jr. High crush, and I'm thankful that my musical abilities have translated into a very meaningful life. My youngest daughter, who is now 12, sleeps through the night with nary a cry. And my oldest, now 14, has more friends than ever and thanks God every night for her uniqueness.

Things do change. Life should never be taken for granted. Every moment counts. Merry Christmas.