Change, maybe…

October is over so the pressure for Vampires who write blogs is over.

So what is ahead for the rest of 2014? I’m not sure.

There are changes in the air and it isn’t just the weather.

You know the feeling that it is time to move on to the next level. Not physically move or chuck it all to move out to the woods. Not the kind of change when one buys a fast car and finds a new young exciting lover. No it isn’t that.

Back in the old days, that is BC, before children, change was constant. A new place to live, a new occupation, new friends, new lovers, new lifestyles were always about to happen or come into our lives.

That said, when you become a parent everything is about change. It is constant. So when it slows down and the kids get older and even move away, time seems to stop. There are a bizillion things to do but when time stops… it just stops.

There are always things to do and choices to make, but sometimes when the flurry of activity stops I don’t know what to do. I don’t want to do anything but I don’t want to do nothing.

When you’re a Vampire you can just sleep for years. I don’t want to do that either. I don’t recommend it. Just the headache you’ll have when you wake up is enough to keep anyone from doing that.

Maybe lives so full aren’t such a good thing. Weird quiet times have a virtue and a place.

From where I sit I can see through the window at a hawk soaring outside, but it might be a turkey vulture (buzzard). The wingspan is huge. It could even be an eagle. Eagles do come around from time to time.  My cat sits on the deck rail watching and watching and watching. It was what he does.

So what is next? It is a mystery, like a shadow on the edges and a door cracked with the sound of music coming through and maybe the sound of a laugh that I don’t recognize.


~ Juliette aka Vampire Maman






3 thoughts on “Change, maybe…

  1. Time changes everything, we can embrace it or deny it, but that won’t stop it. So my advice is to embrace it and do whatever you’ve been putting off doing until the kids were older. It’s what I’ve done.


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