Consider Me Adjusted

This was a Short Road to Becoming Adjusted

Setting up a successful plan of care for Jess with appropriate support services took years. Things were settled like we wanted it. She was busy and happy. I was focused and productive with work. The house was quiet and calm. I suddenly realized that it would take me a little time to become adjusted. This was going to be an unexpected transition for ME.

I was existing in a house with a quietness I hadn’t experienced for 28 years. I felt an unexpected emptiness that I hadn’t planned on. It wasn’t bad, just different. I realized it would take some time to become adjusted to the daily absence of the dynamic of Jessica’s being. Being relieved of that constant responsibility just felt weird. 

Jess adjusted to the new schedule immediately. She was happy as could be. The first full week of her new support plan, I was all sentimental-like to have a happy Jess home in the evenings. She spent her few hours before bed doing her usual: talking, playing music, and playing cards – pretty much all at the same time. I even thought to myself, “It’s kind of nice having her here and happy in the evenings, noise included.” And, it was. Really.

However,

Jessica was home an extra few hours one morning.

This was her level of enthusiasm …

This was mine…

Apparently, in those first few days, I had adjusted just fine to her not being here in the mornings while I am working. It just took a little perspective for me to realize that. This particular transition did not take me long to get through. It was a short road to becoming adjusted.

Have a great day!