In Limbo

This time of year seems to bring on a lot of “hurry up and wait” feelings in me.  I am in limbo.

Ben leaves for school Sunday.  I dread that day.  I am happy for him.  I will be fine.  Everything is ready for his journey, yet, I wait.

David starts grade 9 this coming Tuesday.  I’ll miss his company.  I am happy for him.  I will be fine.  Everything is ready for his first day back, yet, I wait.

Katya leaves for Abu Dhabi at the end of September.  She will be so, so, so far away.  This will be such a fantastic experience for her.  She will be fine.  I will be fine.  Everything will be ready, yet, I wait.

I saw the first hint of colour in the leaves of the maples this week.  I’m ready for fall.  I love the cool air.  Yet – summer hangs on and … I wait.

I am on the plateau of life’s storyline – the time when one season ends and another begins.  Transitions.  Changes.  Moving on.  One routine will replace another and life will carry on.


I wait.

In limbo.

About inmycorner

This blog began as an opportunity to tell my Dad's stories. I sat with him and the computer and together we told stories. It was a wonderful way to get to know Dad. He was 9. He and Mom had a wonderful life together and since she passed away a year and a half before him - Dad was ready to join her. I no longer tell his stories but have found stories of my own. The impetus to resume this blog was the discovery that I had stage 4 ovarian cancer. Since blogging had been so therapeutic for my dad and I to get through our grief, I felt maybe this would be a good outlet to process my situation. I also hoped it may serve as an outreach to anyone else who is facing this very ominous journey. So far, so good.
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4 Responses to In Limbo

  1. I “feel” this…wonderful post.

    • inmycorner says:

      So good to have your empathy, David. Sorry I haven’t checked out anyone else’s posts of late – September will see me back in the saddle – I’ve missed you and all of my other wordpress friends. I’ll be looking for your inspirations again!

  2. Judy says:

    Perhaps limbo is another way of feeling wistful and poignant. You are appreciating the change of seasons and carrying memories of past seasons. I understand that feeling.
    Life seems to go by faster and faster as we age. With waiting – you must have a lot of inner conflict about that. Thinking of you.

  3. It’s a parent’s powerful feeling isn’t it?

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