Our apartment view lake is freezing and thawing, freezing and thawing, in the midst of its transition, its commitment to becoming winter ice. We, too, are hanging out in the in-between. I'm still unclear about coming back to China--the when and the if--and things are not falling into place the way they did when we moved here. In flux are all the biggies: LiLi's school; my work; our house.
It is an exercise in patience, this transition period. I am resisting the impulse to do something or make a commitment one way or the other just because the un-knowing phase is so uncomfortable. Some read it in me as feeling blue. Others see me as confused. Probably I am all those things but I'm also old enough, just, to recognize this phase of un-knowing, to remember that it passes, to see that it is like all that arises and fades away, to understand that forcing a decision often ends badly.
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