8

8 days until I make my 8th move in nearly 18 years since I have been married.

Sometimes time stands still...sometimes it moves forward with such dizzying speed it is hard to catch one's breathe.

Sometimes I cannot even figure out what to do first.

4 days until the movers arrive. Suitcases must be packed and ready to go.

5 days of school left.

3 days until the open house. All laundry must be finished. The washer and dryer leave.

2 days until Kade's final soccer game.

1 day until Kiahra's final ballet performance.

Last night the thunderstorm was deafening. The lightning was flashing across the sky all night long in spectacular wonder.

Today I feel like I ran through the storm, and that marathon continues into the day...

I hear the kids giggling and playing in the next room, and I am reminded the rainbow will come...