Sunday, March 22, 2015

March 22

Adam got to play with a chainsaw this afternoon.

This is our back yard. And the green grass on the other side of the gaping hole in the fence is our neighbor's back yard.

We're in the process of having a new fence installed, but found ourselves in something of a pickle: the fencing company refused to put in the new fence until an old tree stump was fully removed. But the tree guy couldn't get to the stump to remove it --because it straddles the property line-- until the fence was gone. So Adam and his chainsaw buddy started the renovation, and at some point this week, the professionals will take over and fix the "damage" that had to be done to help the project move forward.

The whole thing feels very silly and overly complicated, but life is often like that. And the big hole in the fence provides an excellent illustration of what it can feel like to begin anew. It's easy to feel exposed and conspicuous when in the midst of life changes. But in order to grow, sometimes we have to grin and bear those awkward in-between moments before the "new fences" of life are completely installed.

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