Life in transit

Transit versus transition... That's a thought I've been dwelling on for the past few weeks. Where we are now (we, as in my darling husband and myself) feels very much as if just in transit, we are passing through from one place to another. From Luleå to Kalix, while anxiously awaiting the departure to Australia. From Australia back to Kalix, and though still in Kalix we are living for the next step to take us.... Well, to take us out of here and our parents homes, hopefully off to a place to call our own. We are concentrating more on things to come than paying attention to the transition that is happening here and now. We change, grow, evolve further into the people we are to become, but fail to acknowledge the stages on the way.
This is all sad and disconcerting, realising that we are in a way missing out on parts of our lives just by concentrating on what we want the future to be. The good old saying that life is what happens while we make plans for tomorrow comes to mind...
How to rectify this I honestly don't know at this stage, but I think sitting down for a nice conversation over a cup of tea is a good way to start.

:)

keah