{Lasts}

This had been the year of the "lasts". The last Open House, Christmas concert, swim meet, and Coffee House. No more weekly correspondences: the Wednesday envelope that modernized to Friday’s email blast. However, nothing has hit me harder than last Wednesday when I drove to Dillon’s school for the last time for an awards assembly. How many times have I driven along the lake to take the kids to school, practice and friends’ houses? And how many conversations were started with either, “Do you have everything?” or “Tell me about your day”. Granted for the last two years, Dillon has either driven off or biked off on his own but I will miss the routine of school, homework, lunches and set holidays. Never again will I be glued to the TV hoping for a snow day or cringing at the back to school ads that come way too fast in July mailers. I know I am looking at my glass half empty right now but we will experience an empty nest August 15th and I will be driving into uncharted territories for the first time.

My bags are packed, I am ready to go...

It is almost 5. My boys and Clara are still sleeping but I have been awake since 3:30 going over the contents of my bags in my head. Chargers, batteries, cards. Do I have enough cards? Then my suitcase, did I pack too much, do I have this shirt? I know once I get on the plane and listen to the flight attendant demo as I have so many times in the past (and done so many times), I will relax and just be. Right here. right now. I have everthing I need in the those two bags.

But this trip isn't about me at all, it is about the people of Chiapas, Mexico. I believe that the people of Mexico have so much to teach us if we just listen with our hearts and our minds. I am looking forward to just being with the Tzeltal people, witnessing their strength, sharing their days and capturing their stories and ways of life.

Bigger than the sky~M

A new start

How to blog? What to blog? Blogging? What is my theme, topic, mood or brand of my blog? Anyone who has put a thought to the key board and sent out words of wisdom to the masses has asked themselves these questions. There are more questions I ask myself, mind you, but I usually do so when I am either running or in yoga class. So here begins the new version of my old blog. The name is the same “Bigger than the Sky”, but this time it will be more journal, less announcing. I want to share things I see, eat or hear about. I want to show my own passions. The “what, why and who” are the reasons I do what I do. As well as show and tell about the lucky people who have found their bliss and are making a difference. “Bigger than the sky” will be mostly in pictures to hopefully inspire you to pick up a camera and capture the moments, special places and extraordinary people who are already in and pass through your life. I hope you check back often. Bigger than the sky, Marcellina