So, here I am--sitting again at my mother's computer where I wrote my last post several weeks ago. Last time it was on the brink of my newest adventure--moving to Cali. Now, I'm back unexpectedly to be with family as we mourn the loss and celebrate the life of my Grandpa George. He passed away and into freedom from Parkinsons and dementia on Sunday morning.
Life is a strange and beautiful thing.
The last 3 weeks in Marin (County, North part of the "Bay Area") have subtly pushed me to recognize that I'm on my own now. I have officially LEFT HOME. On top of that, the process of leaving has been made more dramatic by the fact that I'm about to move into another home with my life partner to start our own family unit. My psyche has been encouraged to do some major growing up at warp speed. And now, I'm back to the home of my youth, testing out my new grown up legs. They're a bit shaky and I'm not sure how to use them appropriately...maybe I'm like a bobbling toddler just learning to walk on her own. As confusing as it may be at times, I'm loving it. I feel totally blessed to be living in the Bay Area, enjoying a low key job (part time nannying) and anticipating marrying my one and only beloved.
And what about the fact that I'm in this new stage of life when my grandfather's last one just ended? Its a strange, ironic and beautiful combination. And I suppose that my grandpa has really just entered into the next stage of life. I'm reminded of "The Circle of Life" by Elton John on the Lion King Soundtrack (amazing! ask me about how I memorized the whole thing when I was 8...) Because certainly it is just a circle of life and death, and now my grandpas energy is floating around this place in some other form, infinitely blissful, and we've got a jammin' soundtrack of drums, and lions, and elephants to keep us dancing in time.
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