This really has been the summer that wasn’t. We have had two sunny days, the rest have been overcast, rainy, windy or grey. It’s been tough on everyone. The kids have been troopers though and have still made almost daily trips to the lake and other adventures. Let me fill you in:
There have been birthday parties and five pound gummy bears.
Many days spent on the dock leaping in our frigid lake.
Practical jokes abound.
And plenty of mini adventures on my days off.
Hope you are well also. xo
In the evening we went to one of our favourite parks. We were on the swings, four in a row. I lost myself in the back and forth, the wind, the trees shading the sky above me. I leaned back, feet straight ahead and closed my eyes. I remembered being young. For a moment i was there again. In the escape, in the flying.
I miss laughing. Deep belly laughs. They don’t come often enough when you are grown.
Instead i settle for long moments of contentment. As i get older i do become more settled, more comfortable just being. Watching my children grow in such profound ways. Just letting them be. Understanding that the greatest strength and power comes in those moments, days of boredom.
They disappear for days on end now. Sleepover marathons. I try not to miss them. To let them unfold into their own worlds. Futures that hold uncertainty and promise and breathless abandon.
In the quiet of the evening i scratched my mosquito bites until little rivers of blood ran down my leg. Seeing the bruised and scabby knuckly knees of childhood.
Walking through a forest of sunflowers. Characters in our own movie. The interminable joy.