MamaBlogger365 – When the Dust Settles by Shira Adler, Diva Mama
Looking back to last weekend, I have to admit I really had NO idea what I was getting myself into organizing and running a multi-family tag sale. Yet as suddenly as the tempest hit, it was over. The only telltale sign is the tent at the bottom of my driveway covering a motley collection of unsold items including clothes, toys, furniture, and miscellaneous knickknacks piled high ready for donation pick up. Boxes are precariously perched atop each other draped with large trash bags and plastic tablecloths now covered with a week-old sheen of pollen and fallen whirlybird green things from surrounding trees.
But there was simply no way any of it was going back into the garage. After all, the whole point was to make room for the incoming collection of boxes and knickknacks my boyfriend was moving in this weekend.
Never mind the fact that the house is already a five-star disaster area, overflowing with “stuff”. True love requires, no BEGS, accommodation. But I’m happy to say, the sensitivity and sacrifice on my part matches the dedication and devotion he showers upon me on a daily basis. And so, it shall be!
It’s the least I can do, really. Despite this being the week of the move, my honey still took the time to help me complete a piece for iVoices on iVillage. I was recently selected as a finalist in their national search for 10 new iVoices, but we only had a few days to submit a 3:00 audition video. How lucky am I that in addition to my honey being a ridiculously talented writer/producer, in a previous work incarnation, he was a top producer/editor (preditor) in NY. Asking him for help in writing a script, shooting video and editing is as natural as breathing for him. But, as he said more than once: “The timing couldn’t be worse.” That simple yet painfully obvious statement was the closest thing to a complaint that I heard, even through the two nights he spent hours packing up his own place and then stayed up to work on my piece into the wee hours of the morning.
So now the move is done, the video is in, and the dust is finally settling. I am the first to admit my relationship history has gone from torrid to surreal yet I am here, somehow standing, still breathing and even smiling through the multitude of blessings and burdens that are the cumulative hodge-podge I affectionately call my life.
I have stopped wondering what comes next and have learned to accept and embrace whatever curve balls are thrown my way. But thankfully I have someone, an awesome, equally-exhausted best friend, lover and partner to hold sacred witness to and share all of these adventures. As I’ve said on numerous occasions, let the love in. Because it’s only love that makes all the tag sales, moving nightmares and everything in between infinitely more tolerable.
BIO: By day Shira Adler is a cantor, spiritual vocalist, certified pastlife regressionist, voice-over artist, producer, performer, writer/blogger and mompreneur and by night… well, she is actually the same person at night though she does admit to wearing fuzzy socks when no one can see her and hiding a secret stash of Mallomars somewhere near her writing desk for those late night pick-me-ups. In, around, and between her various work activities, she is raising two beyond-the-spectrum children as a single mom (though lovingly gives a shout out to her best friend, editor and soulmate whom she considers the bees knees). Is it any wonder her website’s tag line is One Voice Many Paths? Seriously, look up the definition of a multi-tasking Mama and you will find her picture there. But when it comes to living a life of connection, faith and consciousness Shira is the gal to call — or if you’re fresh out of Mallomars — she’s always happy to give you one. For more information visit: ShiraAdler.com, read her blog at Diva-Mama.com; Social: Twitter (1DivaMama), Facebook (DivaMama1), Tumblr (not really sure, but the name is cute) and LinkedIn (because doesn’t everyone?).
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Photo credit: Empty Cardboard Boxes by Vera Kratochvil