
For those of you who are not Harry Potter fans,
Splinching takes place when one travels by appirition but appirates incompletely leaving part of oneself behind - painful and not pretty (as Ron learned in Book 7 when he accidentally left his ear or was it a piece of his arm behind?).
I am beginning to know what if feels like to be splinched.
In June I traveled to Sacramento and left part of me there.
Now I will travel to Champaign Illinois and leave another part of me there.
Leaving a missionary at the MTC is a kind of splinching
but you know they will return and be close by a little longer...
so it's not quite the same as what I'm feeling now.
(this is not to be confused with creating a Hoarcrux -
which I am definitely NOT doing)
I also feel splinched when I leave family still at home to help a child move. Glad I can be helping but missing my family at home.
(It seems I'm kind of a mess doesn't it?)
Our family moves into a new and different state as our children begin to reside more permanantly in different states.
It feels odd.
I often feel incomplete without my children close by.
I suppose I will get used to it...
but then again I'm not sure It's something I want to get used to.
I need a plan.
Something I can count on.
Someway to count the days until we'll be in the same room again.
Able to play games together, to share a meal together, to crawl on the floor with our grandbabies again, and gather our own children and their spouses in our arms, even if it's only for a few short days.
Until then I remain splinched.
Unless someone knows how to fix it...
Anyone?
Splinching takes place when one travels by appirition but appirates incompletely leaving part of oneself behind - painful and not pretty (as Ron learned in Book 7 when he accidentally left his ear or was it a piece of his arm behind?).
I am beginning to know what if feels like to be splinched.
In June I traveled to Sacramento and left part of me there.
Now I will travel to Champaign Illinois and leave another part of me there.
Leaving a missionary at the MTC is a kind of splinchingbut you know they will return and be close by a little longer...
(this is not to be confused with creating a Hoarcrux -
which I am definitely NOT doing)
I also feel splinched when I leave family still at home to help a child move. Glad I can be helping but missing my family at home.
(It seems I'm kind of a mess doesn't it?)
Our family moves into a new and different state as our children begin to reside more permanantly in different states.
It feels odd.
I often feel incomplete without my children close by.
I suppose I will get used to it...
but then again I'm not sure It's something I want to get used to.
I need a plan.
Something I can count on.
Someway to count the days until we'll be in the same room again.
Able to play games together, to share a meal together, to crawl on the floor with our grandbabies again, and gather our own children and their spouses in our arms, even if it's only for a few short days.
Until then I remain splinched.
Unless someone knows how to fix it...


