Yesterday was the first official day of summer break for me, for my kids and most of the city in which we live. Yikes! Why does this time always scare me so much? And then why am I always so sad to see it end? Chores have been assigned, schedules are set and vacation time is planned. Many fun times will be shared this summer, yet for those of us who either choose to or have to work, the next couple of months evoke enough fear and guilt to send many of us over the edge; or at least to the wine cellar. It's been almost five months since I've blogged. Can't believe it. For the last several months, the guilt of not having blogged, kept me away from blogging longer still. Crazy!
Winter has passed, (thankfully) and spring is almost to a close. I planted tulips last fall and they came up beautifully! I was forced to smile each time I gazed upon them. Such a promise of new life and for me the signaling of the end of cold weather. I love warmer weather. Don't get me wrong; I can do without 95 degrees with 95 percent humidity. But give me 75 during the day and cool, crisp nights and I think I could live in those conditions for the remainder of my days. Alas, I live in Nebraska and if we get a half-dozen of those days all year (without a 40 mile an hour wind) we consider ourselves lucky. Thankfully, I have been able to exercise outside pretty consistently the last month or so. Man, how I love that! But I'm never too caught up in my exercise to stop and listen to a Cardinal. Cardinals absolutely fascinate me. I remember my dad pointing them out to me when I was a child. I can remembering him standing at the window looking for the beautiful red-feathered creature, with it's most distinct call. Were they a rarity 35 years ago? Or was he just fascinated with them too? I also gawk at the yards and landscapings of the beautiful homes I pass by. Sometimes to the point where I nearly trip over uneven sidewalks! Today I stopped by a pond and just watched the water for a bit. Drink in the moments...
I would like to think that summertime will allow for more peaceful times to drink in moments, but like always, I'm sure we'll be going crazy after this week when there seems to be a lull between school and summer schedules. We've got two on basketball teams this summer and next week they will play 6 games in three nights. I will "go" to work most days, even though "going" consists of padding over to my home office; which I have found to be both a blessing and a curse. Perhaps the bottom line is that I'm afraid that my "moments" with my kids are slipping away too fast. So when summer comes I get scared that I will miss the moments because of obligations to my job, laundry, cooking and activity schedules. Maybe that is why I am always scared to see it come, but sorry to see it end. Here we go...
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