The excitement and fear of newness… is that really a word? Oh well, you know what I mean….change. A new puppy, a new job, a new car, a new home, a new outfit, a new friend. There is always excitement and a little bit of fear of what the newness will offer.
It’s been so long for newness in my life, probably my newest moment was my Yukon last August 2014…. but that was after driving the sweet Great White Whale for 8 years and over 157,000 miles. She had seen more states in the continental US than most US citizens. She had power doors that squeaked (too much beach??), leather seats that were cracking from my butt rubbing on them for so many years, carpet that had seen years of dirty-goldfish-loving toddlers and young kids. But darnit-all she still looked good from the outside – one of my life secrets, buy a white vehicle…. they never get dated. GWsquared is what we called her and my middle child cried when we traded her in on our GMC Yukon XL. UM – I didn’t cry….. I was totally ok with it. Really…. I was good…. and totally ready for the newness. (fear came with picking up car payments again…. Yes, I admit it…. we did not buy the car outright, with cash, like all the other bloggers in the Blog Universe encourage you to do.)
Sometimes I think as we age newness comes more and more sporadically. You get married…no more newness. You buy a great house…. newness gone. That sweet puppy that you got when you really wanted another baby…. now a midlife aged dog. (that’s not the whole truth Mr. Big was a “gift” from our neighbor, who had a beautiful Westie that got knocked up by their “new” little Silkie and voila…. puppies. Mr. Doug called me over to the fence, put a perfect tiny black puppy in my hands and said, in his charming southern twang….. “Kids need a dog!” Kids my toosh….. That dog was mine from that moment on and when I took him over to “convince” my husband… one look and he knew all he could say was “OK”. Mr. Big did, however, turn out to be our fourth child…. just ask my baby girl, she’ll tell you just like she told her Kindergarten Teacher a few years ago…. that I love Mr. Big more than her.) But the newness does slow down a little bit. And that’s ok…. I’m not complaining.
But when newness comes…. it’s exciting and a little bit scary. Am I prepared? Will it work out? Do I have what it takes? How is this going to go together? Did I make the right choice? and the questions go on and on and on.
My daddy once told me some advice that I refer to often in my life –
Make the best decision based on the information you have at that time and then never look back. Don’t do the what-if’s! They will steal joy from your life.
So when the newness comes my way…. I make the best decisions I can based on the information that I have at that given moment and then I move forward and try very, VERY, VERY HARD, not to look over my shoulder. No one, no glance and no what-if’s will take away my life’s joy.
I am often gratefully reminded to “trust the timing of your life.” Those words belong to my BFF… and there in lies the key to life. The newness, the lack of it and the excitement and fear that its existence or null of existence brings, is made beautiful when you have people to share it with…. Long time friends, family, new friends or even unlikely characters….. but it is the sharing of our lives with the spirit of others…. with people. Life is not a spectator sport….. it is full contact and the more contact you have with people the more successfully you can handle the excitement, the fear, the good and the bad. Now get out there and enjoy the newness that life has to offer!!