We are nearing the start of school and while that comes with so many questions and fears, I can look back now and say I don't want to go back to normal. I have loved this time with my boys. LOVED IT. Of course I want to work. I love my career. I don't want my career to consume me. I don't want to forget that these days with my boys are numbered. I don't want to jump back into things and forget all the beauty that came with living life a little more slowly. We grew things: potatoes, tomatoes, zinnias. We wandered the garden in the mornings looking for signs of new life. We gasped over every new leaf and flower. We noticed sunlight filtering through leaves and droplets of water sliding down petals.
We went on an adventure in our new-to-us pop-up camper recently and I savored every moment. This was our first camping trip with the boys. (I'm seriously embarrassed to say that, but life happens fast.) We sat by the fire and played hide and seek in the dark with glow sticks. We hiked to a waterfall and tubed down the Clarion River. We laughed so much. We ate yummy foods and planned future adventures. It was just what this heart of mine needed to remind me to keep it slow. It will be easy to fall back into the routines of life. It will be easy to get caught up in things that distract me from all of the beauty that surrounds me. I hope these memories will be the lifeline that pulls me back when I forget.
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