Things Change, but Stay the Same by Debra H. Goldstein
Recently, I was thinking about how as much as things change, they stay the same.
For example, the Stiletto Gang recently welcomed three new members: Kathryn Lane, Saralyn Richard and Robin Hillyer-Miles. That means, every day of the month, readers will continue to find an interesting blog to read on The Stiletto Gang.
Last Thursday, I received edits on one manuscript and galleys on another. Both have drop dead deadlines. So does a class I’m preparing to teach, a group of speaking engagements I have scheduled, and lots of family events. My first instinct was to panic, but then I remembered that if I do one thing at a time, they all will get done. It’s just a matter of starting and doing rather than giving in to that moment when I was overwhelmed. The reality is, I’ll get everything done – and hopefully, at the quality level I want.
Today, I opened an e-mail. It was the schedule of my youngest grandchild’s school year for 2020-2021. Why did I get it? Because I’m a mom and a grandmother and my daughter and her husband want me to know the dates they may need a little babysitting help. Last week one of our other children called to ask for our Verizon code. It seems he needed a new phone and because he’s still on my account, he needed access. He paid for his own phone, but he wants to stay on my family plan because it is a lot cheaper than if he headed his own phone plan. What do both these things say to me – they may be grown up, but they still need me the same way they did when they were toddlers.
I have a birthday coming up. For that event, there will be many dinners and lunches with various groups of friends. One will be bittersweet because it will be the first one missing a friend – the youngest in that group. We’ll raise a glass in her memory, and then we’ll laugh and cut-up because we’ll still be there together supporting and, if I can say it, loving each other.
My husband and I are thinking of downsizing again. After twenty-three years in our first house, we downsized fifteen years ago. We never looked back. The idea of going into something smaller, but on one floor, is daunting, but I bet once we find the right house and get settled, it will feel like we always lived there.
My writing is like that – ideas come; ideas go, but the beat goes on. That’s what it’s all about, isn’t it?