“So…that bunny right there….is that normal?”
I pointed at a rabbit in the hallway as I continued to inspect this new place to live.
“Yes, that is normal. The rabbits are normal. No defects. They are healthy and normal rabbits.”
“No, I’m not asking if the bunnies are healthy and normal…in that sense. I mean, is it normal for bunnies to be in the house. That’s like the 5th bunny I have seen IN the house hopping around…like that one over there, sitting on the bed in the room that I might live in. Does the room come with bunnies? Or am I taking the room that is meant for them to live in? I wouldn’t want to come home and have a bunch of pissed off bunnies looking at me crazy cause I took their room.”
I looked at my daughter who was watching this whole conversation.
“Dad, I like the bunnies.”
“I know you do babe…but this is probably not the place for us.”
We walked out of the house both laughing at the whole situation.
“Back to the drawing board right babe?”
Since my divorce, it has been a challenge to find stability. And every week is unpredictable. From which days she had with me to who would be picking her up from school every day. But, this latest development has thrown me off a bit. Last week, I found out that I needed to find a new place to live. I was shocked because it came out of nowhere and my mind started to spiral.
What do I do now? Will this affect my time with Bug?
Look, I hate moving. The whole process…packing…cleaning…boxing random stuff up and starting over.
After that conversation with my roommate I sat on my bed and looked at the room that I stayed in for the past 6 months, it hadn’t changed much. I looked at my closet and it still felt empty, I mean I didn’t have many belongings to begin with…I moved out with a garbage bag full of clothes and my Playstation 4.
I was sad for sure, but that changed quickly. I looked at my growth those past 6 months, the people I have met and things that I have learned about myself. The experiences I have had and my relationship with my daughter through this whole ordeal.
It reminded me that this is all temporary. This search for a new place…this situation…our time on this earth, it’s all temporary. So instead of bemoaning my present circumstance, I should embrace the process. Really, how else would I have found the Bunny mansion? It’s an adventure and I look forward to it.
Today’s daily prompt is “Temporary”…if you want to join in the discussion.
And just because here is Matisyahu and a song that means a lot to me.