Just kidding, phase 7 is not called waiting. It's called, "Hold on for dear life".
Colin on this ride is the perfect example. He jumped in, thinking it was like a little car ride and didn't strap in. When he put his tokens in, the space ship started to slowly tilt to the side and his little tushy started to slide out of the ride. He quickly strapped in and I was trying to tell him to move the gears to make the ride tilt back up. So, he moved the gears and slowly started tilting to the other side. Again, his tushy slides all the way over and he's about to fall out. His eyes are big and with a worried look, but he's trying to smile because it's *supposed to be fun*.
That's how this phase feels. Like a ride that's *supposed to be fun*, but you are slowly falling out. You're trying to keep a smile on your phase but you are holding on for dear life, thinking all the while, "Don't fall out!!!". Everyone around you is shouting, "Isn't this exciting?!" and you paste that smile on and fake a "Yea", but you are really thinking, "NO! Isn't this ride over?!"
It's hard to put into words. I was ready for Ben to be home 5 months ago...6+ months is just too long for a family to be apart. And as we can see the finish line, we still have to keep running; the race isn't over until you get across that line and those last few miles are when your body hurts the most. I would love to say that we've thrived during this race, but we are all starting to unravel as the race finishes.
It's hard to know how to get through the last few hard miles. I read a great article over the topic and the writer encouraged readers to take this time to rest up and really take care of yourself so you're not burned out when your service member comes home. I needed the reminder to erase some things off my to-do list and now is not the time to get major projects done. On the flip side of that, it's sometimes better to stay busy; the days go by quicker and my mind is more occupied. I guess we'll just take it a day at a time.