As the calender flips to November, I can't help but flash forward to the upcoming holidays and the turn to a new year. Next year will hold many, many changes for me. I've been wondering a lot about how that will go, how I will move one once the kids are all in school. I'm looking forward to it, but I know chances are that it will not be what I expect--in good and bad ways. In fact, I already find myself lamenting the passing of this stage, even though I've been looking forward to something new.
And as I prepare for the end of my 365 project, I have finally thought of a suitable labor of love to fill the void. I'm planning on going through all my old pictures and making a book--a sort of retrospective on my time at home. I hope I'll be able to reedit some of my older pictures and really embrace all the ups and downs and memories of this time with the kids. I know it will be cathartic, I'm just hoping it doesn't make me a weepy, nostalgic mess.