So, my middle son is getting married and I'm not sure I'm ready. I don't know if it is because it means I'm getting older, or if I just don't like change.  The girl, Alyssa Brown, is lovely, nice, talented, smart. I can see why he loves her and I will too.  I just can't get excited about planning the wedding.  Maybe it is just that it means added stress and planning and I just don't want to take on anything more. I do feel a little sandwiched between aging parents and kids in the busy part of their life although I am happy that I am not driving to all those sports practices and lessons anymore.

I like this poem about this time in my life:

In the Middle by Heidi Cornwall

I am at the middle.
Of life, of love,
of career and education.
of childrearing and parenting
And teaching right from wrong.

When I was at the beginning
the years looked longer and
the days were filled with what ifs.
Now many of those what ifs
have been answered and fulfilled.
Goals have changed or dropped away.
Challenges have arisen and been conquered
or set aside.
Life is more settled, but yet less so.
The middle is less fresh, but more comfortable.
More self-assured but less confident.
More hopeful but less able to dream.
Many more days are still to come.
Days of new question, new dreams,
New joys, new challeges, new ends.
I look back at all that has passed
And know that I am in the middle.
But I still have far to go until the end.