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Life is a swirl right now.

Everything I thought I knew has been upended. No ceremony. No applause. No preparation.

I wake up some mornings and wonder whose life I'm living. Because certainly, it is not the one I knew five weeks ago.

Change never comes slow and even into my family. Nope. We are the people who blink and find ourselves in Narnia, whisked from the commonplace and into the extraordinary at the will of Aslan, not by our own doing.

And so it is good. Change--even monumental change--and the upheaval it brings with it, is good. There is nothing so displeasing to the eye of one searching for beauty as a pond left to stagnate, its waters starved of oxygen and its quiet surface flecked with algae growth. This is not my life. My life is swimming with and life and metamorphosis. My life is bustling with transformation and brimming with new growth.

So hang on tight, dear readers. Change is, most definitely, ahead.