Baby steps...

I could so easily be freaking out right now. School starts in a week. We have this huge, massive, gigantic yard sale on Saturday. And after all that the really hard part begins as we have to start making decisions about the house and find out just how much our lives will be changing. I have a strong suspicion that the next few months will be spent in upheaval.

But I'm not. Right now I am concentrating on knitting the last hat and thinking about how cute they turned out. I am feeling incredibly grateful for my sister weaving in the ends on all the dishcloths, some brothers from our ward for taking out the dead pine trees from our yard and the five people who brought items for the yard sale today. I am feeling blessed by how many kind and generous people there are in this world. I have been contemplating the parable of the widow's mite and understanding that story in a wholly new and deeply personal level.

I am taking deep breaths and not wasting any emotional energy on freaking out. I am just going to take this week one day at a time, and have decided that I'll worry about what comes next when what's next comes up. And if you are talking to me and notice a bit of hyperventilating or that I'm looking a bit glassy and wild-eyed, please remind me to breathe and that not all the decisions have to be made in one day.

So tomorrow I'm going to clean out my kid's clothes and see what they need to be ready for school. See? That's totally manageable...