Life goes on and life flies by. I watch it, I embrace it, I participate in it.
This Summer has passed so quickly as does all time. I have enjoyed my family so much the last few months. I dread the thought of returning to school. It makes me sad that I will be missing little moments here and there with my children and spouse. I have no choice. I do what I have to. My children are well cared for and happy. When I am not with them they spend the majority of their time with their daddy. They have a unique and wonderful relationship with their father. Most likely due to the fact that he often acts as a primary caregiver. He loves them and does a wonderful job of taking care of them. (He has even mastered ponytails and braids!) Maybe I am selfish but, I wish I were present for every moment of every day. I miss my little women when I am away. I shouldn't fret, they enjoy their lives; only I notice the moments that are missed.
Truth is when I am in school or working, I have severe mommy guilt. Then again, don't all moms suffer guilt about one thing or another?
I had a goal to post more often this summer, but somehow that goal has fallen by the wayside as lazy Summer days have come and gone, family time has ensued and daily life has occurred. We have had a wonderful Summer. One of our best yet. The hubby and I were talking the other evening and came to the conclusion that we might actually be beginning to like Summer. This Summer has evoked some new family traditions. (Any season that carries traditions quickly becomes a time of year we fall in love with.)
Swimming and hiking are family favorites! We go swimming at least once a day and often twice. We spend countless hours lounging in the water, enjoying the company of each other. The little women have thrived on our daily mommy and daddy, no reservations, pool time play sessions. (Something about a swimming pool can bring out the inner child in even the most reserved individual.) Living so close to the mountains has led to countless day trips. Both little women have become accustomed to our random family hikes that begin at the crack of dawn and quickly turn into day long, pack and snack, breathe in the fresh air adventures.
As Summer begins to close and Autumn creeps near, I begin to dread the time I will spend away from my family. But, the joy of Fall keeps me going. Every day I thrive on the anticipation of our next family fun time. Even with my dread building I can't help but look forward to our favorite time of the year.
I look forward to creating special memories with my children and spouse. I am so grateful for the beauty and joy of Fall; canyons with fresh crisp air, pumpkin patches, homemade Halloween costumes, corn mazes, back to school shopping, Swiss days, crackling bonfires, Sat. morning swim lessons, Motorcycle rides through the loops, homemade Carmel corn and vegetable soup, ghost decorations created from the tracings of little feet, and paper turkeys made by tiny hands. I am extremely grateful for the happy times Fall brings. Without the memories we create in the Autumn of each year, returning to school and work would be utterly undoable.
As one chapter of the year closes and another begins, I once again vow to renew my efforts at posting entries. This is the only current running record of our family life. It is my journal of sorts and as such it should be moved up, at least slightly, on my priority list. (My little women deserve some record of their childhood.)
As Summer drifts away and Autumn tiptoes near I look forward to recording fresh thoughts and moments. It is my sincerest hope that I can somehow, through written language, immortalize what I know to be, the best times of our lives!
