She's two now. It's humbling. Any parents out there will know exactly what I am talking about. We've been busy enjoying our time together. We're also getting ready for a move at the end of this month. Most of my tea is boxed up and ready to go. Two large boxes now house most of my tea (not nearly as large as Hobbes', but maybe someday) and my box of samples is getting a lot of attention right now. It's strange to know that in a couple short weeks, this place that has been my home for the past year and a half will be locked for the last time until some other tenant decides they like large porches as much as I do.
There have been several humbling musings lately. The move, the conversations over warm tea cups, and the discussions that put dinner preparations on standstill. Through lots of laughter and plenty of tears, I'm finding myself at a much better place than I was a year ago. I found myself hanging onto a lot of things that until earlier this year, I wasn't ready to let go of.
Coming clean about everything in your life to a loved one is a very difficult thing to do when it hasn't been my way of life for so many years. Finding myself in a relationship with someone who wants to know everything about me without judging me is an absolute delight, no matter how hard it is to let go of the reins that hold the walls up.
Best advice: let go.
The kettle is still hot. I think this tea still has another four or five rounds of life in it. Thanks Brett for the Alishan High Mountain Tea (read more about it here). It's carrying me through tonight.