{"id":351,"date":"2015-10-20T02:23:09","date_gmt":"2015-10-20T02:23:09","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.karen-gustafson.com\/?p=351"},"modified":"2015-10-20T02:25:04","modified_gmt":"2015-10-20T02:25:04","slug":"piles","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.karen-gustafson.com\/?p=351","title":{"rendered":"Piles"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Today I was talking to a friend who is expecting her first baby. \u00a0She&#8217;s having a girl. \u00a0She knows her life is going to change, but is excited about what is to come. It was so fun to watch her face light up as she talked about her daughter and the adventure she and her husband will begin upon her arrival.<\/p>\n<p>It brought back so many wonderful memories of my first pregnancy with my daughter, the excitement, the anticipation, the fear. \u00a0As we talked, I thought about the new seasons of life we are both entering. \u00a0Hers will be filled with sleepless nights, diapers, and late night feedings. \u00a0Mine will be filled with moving, saying goodbye, and an empty house. \u00a0Hers is the beginning and mine is the ending. \u00a0Both will be exciting. \u00a0Both will be a little scary. \u00a0Both will have good days and bad days. \u00a0Both will go by quickly.<\/p>\n<p>So I&#8217;m trying to<a href=\"http:\/\/www.karen-gustafson.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/10\/image1-e1445307389215.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\" wp-image-352 alignleft\" src=\"http:\/\/www.karen-gustafson.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/10\/image1-e1445307389215-300x224.jpg\" alt=\"image\" width=\"250\" height=\"187\" srcset=\"http:\/\/www.karen-gustafson.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/10\/image1-e1445307389215-300x224.jpg 300w, http:\/\/www.karen-gustafson.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/10\/image1-e1445307389215-1024x765.jpg 1024w, http:\/\/www.karen-gustafson.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/10\/image1-e1445307389215-800x598.jpg 800w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 250px) 100vw, 250px\" \/><\/a> enjoy what&#8217;s left of this senior year. \u00a0I want to soak it all in and hold it close to my heart; to ponder and cherish.<\/p>\n<p>Which leads me to shoes.<\/p>\n<p>We have piles of them in various locations of the house. \u00a0I have a basket of them in the mud room. \u00a0I thought that having a container would confine them to one location. \u00a0I was wrong. \u00a0Shoes line the wall by our kitchen and the wall next to the already full basket. \u00a0Shoes even collect under our coffee table in our living room. \u00a0Those shoes can make me crazy! \u00a0And yet&#8230;I know someday,\u00a0I will miss seein<a href=\"http:\/\/www.karen-gustafson.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/10\/image2-e1445307452420.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\" wp-image-353 alignleft\" src=\"http:\/\/www.karen-gustafson.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/10\/image2-e1445307452420-224x300.jpg\" alt=\"image\" width=\"134\" height=\"179\" srcset=\"http:\/\/www.karen-gustafson.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/10\/image2-e1445307452420-224x300.jpg 224w, http:\/\/www.karen-gustafson.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/10\/image2-e1445307452420-765x1024.jpg 765w, http:\/\/www.karen-gustafson.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/10\/image2-e1445307452420-598x800.jpg 598w, http:\/\/www.karen-gustafson.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/10\/image2-e1445307452420.jpg 1936w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 134px) 100vw, 134px\" \/><\/a>g them.<\/p>\n<p>My kids shoes will one day be piled in their dorm rooms or apartments. \u00a0That&#8217;s where they will belong. \u00a0And that&#8217;s where part of my heart will be.<\/p>\n<p>So for today, I&#8217;m trying to remember what those shoe piles represent&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Today I was talking to a friend who is expecting her first baby. \u00a0She&#8217;s having a girl. \u00a0She knows her life is going to change, but is excited about what is to come. 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