Return of The Mack -I Needed To Be Back

I waffled about where to place this post. A Day In The Life... or Change - Our Only Constant. It would fit either place, so. Here we are.

Quick Life Update:

We still live in Eleuthera - 9½ years & counting.

LW and I are still together - 10 years & counting.

The kids are (would have been 22), 21, 18 and 7.

Last night, in a rare moment of togetherness, we made the quick trek to the primary school. Inside the library, after both being told they looked way too young to be here, my older two children became registered voters.

45 years. I have been alive for almost half a century. And there are times I wonder what should that feel like that?

I swing between days of feeling like I have lived multiple lives and others where I am not quite sure when I became the mother with adult children that I am pretty sure I just gave birth to last year.

The lady at the registration desk went on for a bit about how my 18 year old looked like a baby to be here registering. When my 21 year old came to the desk, she was like no way these two old enough. I was like yes ma'am.