Summer is over and Dylan is back to school. Operation:Stay At Home Mom has been aborted and I have joined the working force again.
Just like that, in the mornings I put Dylan on the bus and in the evenings Derek! gets him off the bus and all of the lists and peaceful moments and tidy house days are gone before they ever began.
I sent my resume in for a position I didn't care if I got or not and they hired me. Now I am working in an office that I don't care about because we could really use the money and sanity is relative. My time with Dylan isn't hugely affected. He is home for about an hour by the time I get home.
The wedding is less than two months away and I can't believe it. All of our hard work will finally come to an end and I will be a married woman. Our bridal shower is next weekend and I am reminded of what a remarkable amount of progress has been made since Derek! and I began this journey together.
I can't go into too much because it will make me emotional, but I will say that things move at such an incredible pace, at times I can't determine how to feel before they change again. Derek!, however, has remained my constant and I know that everything else - anything else - can change and ultimately we'll be ok. Nothing is promised, and that skepticism has always scared me. I have always spent so much of my time and energy waiting for all of my plans made in a fit of optimism to fail.
I have always assumed things wouldn't be without a snag, somehow found comfort in the uncertainty. Now I find comfort in knowing I won't be uncertain alone. We have so much to look forward to. The future is bright.
