The weather lately has gone from pleasantly warm to snowy to unpleasantly overcast and wet. With the rain comes super soft spots in my pasture so avoid tracking through in the truck and keep the girls' and my extra girly pink rain boots by the back door. Bad weather cuts down on practice with the dogs which tends to leave me pretty frustrated some days. So on the nicer days I make sure to spend a little extra time putting the dogs through their paces.
The wet days tend to keep us at home more, going out only when we have to. I don't like driving on wet roads. Staying inside more these days is giving me more time to play with the kids and catch up on housework. Most of the time I don't mind laundry, vacuuming and dusting. Although dish washing has deeply rooted unpleasant memories attached it, so my automatic dishwasher gets a lot of use. The extreme routine of housework often allows me to do what my dad used to call "solve the world's problems." I will find myself in deep thought about anything and everything. Sometimes reflecting on pleasant childhood memories will lead me to call one of my sisters...let the chattering commence (while folding laundry or clearing the colorful rubber duck collection out of the tub). Having hardwood floors throughout the house requires quite a lot of sweeping, which can lead to a lot of world problems being solved, reflecting on a variety of life events and often conversing with God.
Since the beginning of the season is creeping up my thoughts have turned a little more to preparing the trailer for take off. Since this year I seem to (so far) have a jump start on the moving process I have a little less anxiety than normal. As Martha Stewart often says, that's a good thing. The extra indoor time has indeed lead to a little extra deep thought, deep reflection and a few light bulb moments that have also been a very good thing.
At 42 I am coming up on 20 years in the circus business. I was thinking not long ago how this time has gone by like a shot.
In my 20's I got married. I also got crash courses in juggling, climbing the perch pole, ring mastering, aerial work, pulling a trailer, managing concessions, etc, etc etc. At 27 I fell from my trapeze and broke my back. I changed professions and wound up with a good job with AT&T. I later took an opportunity to start a family carnival business and by 30 I was back in the circus business full time. I then remembered another one of my dad's sayings, "town life ain't what it's cracked up to be." I guess for me, that is somewhat true. I have only lasted about 1 year in each attempt of regular town life. (Having said that, I'd like to say there is nothing wrong with staying in one place. There's much to be said for town life. But, it's not for me. And that's ok. I have no doubt that lengthy months on the road, mud lots and performing is not for many town folks. And that's ok too.)
In my 30's I got married again. I learned how to train dogs (and am still learning), continued to ringmaster, said good-bye to my dad, welcomed many nieces and nephews and bought a house in Texas. I've made wonderful friends on a couple of wonderful tent shows and best of all, in my 30's I experienced motherhood.
So now, here I am, 42 years old already. As my birthday last month neared, I began thinking back on my life of many travels and transitions. I realized I have come to appreciate the point of steady I have fairly recently attained and haven't seem to have since I was very young. A lot of my 20's and 30's saw transitions and big life changes. Steady is a nice place to be.
During life's transitions and life's major changes you can spend days, weeks even months or years adjusting, fixing, changing, trying to improve, venting, seeking help, etc. And depending what you are going through, you can forget a lot. Mainly about yourself. We learn history in school so we don't repeat mistakes, appreciate those who have made a difference and made an impact. Learning history, learning from history and remembering it shapes lives. The same holds true for our individual lives. Losing sight of personal history can result in losing sight of your strengths, capabilities, talents, self-worth and even your identity and forget about those who've made a difference in your life. It can happen to anyone who's encountered bumpy roads, unexpected turns that leave you wondering what to do next, and giving a lot time and energy to other people and things.
Working through life changes can indeed be a positive thing in the end. Who wouldn't want to change for the better, fix problems or be an example to children how to handle adversity or hard times? What's the old saying...'what doesn't kill you makes you stronger.' I think that can be true for anyone. In all my housework and world problem solving recently, my light bulb moment (one of several, actually) came when I was cleaning my kitchen. I'd forgotten for quite a while what I'd endured, achieved and succeeded at during my 20's and 30's and how I came through some of those life changing events, indeed a stronger, better person. I'd forgotten a few people who'd made a difference and recalled words of wisdom that I once ran through my head almost daily. Then I remembered what a few friends have suggested over the years to me...write it down, so you don't forget.






