Change...

I am not known for my eloquence and often find myself thinking grand things but never able to turn those thoughts into literary works. Take for instance my blog posts, I usually have much more impressive posts than what end up on the www. But, I sit down to write and....block.  It is this way with my communication with family and friends as well.  I am working on it but often find when the time comes to open my mouth, nothing comes out.  So, if the next few sentences sound like a ramble or don't really mesh, I have set the preface and hopefully you will understand.
Kelly and I moved "home" 8 years ago in anticipation, if that is the right word, of my Dad retiring.  We made this decision not in haste but with conversations amongst ourselves and with my siblings.  The past 8 years have been a constant change for us; We bought our first home, Kelly has changed careers, our family of 2 became a family of 4, we have struggled with family crisis', made new friends, started our first child in preschool (see her 1st day pic below) and now we are on the heals of the reason why we are "home" and have endured all this change.  My Dad retires next week.  My Dad retires next week....next week.  Eventhough it means little to my day to day operations at work.  I am scared to death.  I have always felt out of my element in the banking business and becoming a mom has not made that any better.  It is something I have come to realize I may always struggle with simply because it doesn't come naturally. 
This next change in our lives is bittersweet.  I am excited about the new chapter in my parent's life and am trying to make it a stepping stone to make me better in mine.