October was once a fairly non-chalant month in my world. No birthdays to celebrate, no holidays that I cared about (Halloween was not really observed in our family), no anniversaries to speak of. In fact, it, along with September, was generally a month that either felt either five years or five minutes long, depending on how our "busy season" played out at work. I guess my point is... we just got through it without much thought. Now, October is a month of many moments to note. The unforeseen and tragic death of a friend. The simultaneous sense of loss and fulfillment felt in knowing my beloved grandma is now with her Savior. The ability to fully savor each below-80-degree day as a hint of southern California seasonal change, now that I no longer spend my days behind a desk or a steering wheel. The gratifying oddity of being able to mentally celebrate Caleb's actual conception date, and to know his age from the initial combination and divisi...
Peace and mess in the absence of control