Transition

Transition. The word sends shivers up my spine. Transition is not necessarily a bad thing. In fact, it is often a good thing. So why is it that when I hear the word I want cringe? Is it that my personality is somehow programmed to dislike change? Or is it merely the fact that from the time I was born I have virtually jumped from one transition to another? I guess our lives are meant to be fluid...to always change. It's just that for some of us there never seems to be a break.

Am I being over dramatic? Maybe I am. But then again, maybe I'm not. You see, I have just moved again. My parents were living in the church parsonage but have now purchased a small home on the other side of town. We have spent the past two months packing up the old place and trying to get settled into the new one.

I am happy for my parents. Buying a new home is a good thing for them. Transition does not stop for them now that they have moved. (Nor does it for me since I am living with them.) No, the house currently needs a lot of work done. They are remodeling the kitchen and so for the past month we have been living on take-out food, sandwiches, and crock pot meals. We now have a microwave and have upgraded to frozen dinners. :)

As for me, I am very thankful to be transitioning to Southern California on the 28th for two months of speaking engagements. Maybe by the time I return, we will have a working kitchen - just in time for my transition back to China. :)