There is a shift in the atmosphere. It's almost tangible Summer is here. I was out picking up supplies and I noticed the change in everyone's shopping carts. Moms with big plastic swimming pools, otter pops, and brightly colored summer clothing. Their kids were running about pointing at all the amazing toys. I remember how I felt about summer as a kid. The anticipation was the best. Those last few days of frazzled school...and then freedom. It's not that different now. I love the summer. This summer is going to be busy. I am happy about that. My beautiful girl's birthday is soon. We have purchased flowery shirts, dresses, and the perfect length shorts. This summer has a promise, it says that it will be better than last year and sorry that last year was so hard. Of course I have made my list of dreamy things to do, read in the park, eat snow cones, make treats, have fires up the canyon, cook hot dogs and smores, and Bear Lake always Bear Lake. Yesterday was a hard day, I mean a really hard day. I was sad and discouraged. My heart reached out and thankfully there was help reaching back to me. Today was much better. My girl was off with friends slipping and sliding and I had the day to myself. I walked and then I did yoga. My sandwich for lunch actually made me close my eyes make a mmmmmm sound. The next place I found my self was on the grass with a peach snapple, a book, my sunglasses and my bright purple lipstick on. My mood was lifted. The sun warmed my very heart and made me whole again. There is hope for this summer. I know times will whisk by me in a blur and other times will stand still. I think that freedom is what I want most this summer. Freedom means a lot of things to me. It feels like spending the day with my child just going to get a snow cone. It feels like taking off to the canyon with food and drinks and firewood and not coming home until we have soaked up the stars. It feels like staying up late to watch Star Trek with him. It feels like riding in the boat across Bear Lake with the wind whipping my hair. It feels like a cool drink of water. So all these things I want to experience, to savor, to be present for. It's here. Summer.....
Wednesday, June 5, 2013
Summer begins
There is a shift in the atmosphere. It's almost tangible Summer is here. I was out picking up supplies and I noticed the change in everyone's shopping carts. Moms with big plastic swimming pools, otter pops, and brightly colored summer clothing. Their kids were running about pointing at all the amazing toys. I remember how I felt about summer as a kid. The anticipation was the best. Those last few days of frazzled school...and then freedom. It's not that different now. I love the summer. This summer is going to be busy. I am happy about that. My beautiful girl's birthday is soon. We have purchased flowery shirts, dresses, and the perfect length shorts. This summer has a promise, it says that it will be better than last year and sorry that last year was so hard. Of course I have made my list of dreamy things to do, read in the park, eat snow cones, make treats, have fires up the canyon, cook hot dogs and smores, and Bear Lake always Bear Lake. Yesterday was a hard day, I mean a really hard day. I was sad and discouraged. My heart reached out and thankfully there was help reaching back to me. Today was much better. My girl was off with friends slipping and sliding and I had the day to myself. I walked and then I did yoga. My sandwich for lunch actually made me close my eyes make a mmmmmm sound. The next place I found my self was on the grass with a peach snapple, a book, my sunglasses and my bright purple lipstick on. My mood was lifted. The sun warmed my very heart and made me whole again. There is hope for this summer. I know times will whisk by me in a blur and other times will stand still. I think that freedom is what I want most this summer. Freedom means a lot of things to me. It feels like spending the day with my child just going to get a snow cone. It feels like taking off to the canyon with food and drinks and firewood and not coming home until we have soaked up the stars. It feels like staying up late to watch Star Trek with him. It feels like riding in the boat across Bear Lake with the wind whipping my hair. It feels like a cool drink of water. So all these things I want to experience, to savor, to be present for. It's here. Summer.....
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