I am quite honestly shocked that summer is over. It has flown by in a way that is indescribable. I have one day left before I am officially back at school and the boys have five. HOW is this possible? I think if you ask them how their summer was they'd have lots of great things to say; they had a great vacation in Maine, they did lots of fun stuff with cousins and friends, and basically broke the routine of the school year and just played. They were busy - busy with kid stuff.
I, on the other hand, feel as if the summer was full of work. Anna's business got its' legs and is off and running. This took an enormous amount of work and energy and I was fully engaged with this project. I also had a few work commitments that interrupted the flow of my summer and soon after it was the slow build up of back to work. I shouldn't complain, but I sort of feel sad that summer vacation is ending. I think in a way, I missed having Anna around more. She was so consumed by work that we as a family didn't quite escape into the luxury of summer the way we usually do. So here we are, on the brink of a new school year. Both boys happy to return, and both mom's I think wishing for just a little bit more of that unstructured time for the four of us to enjoy together. I don't think we have the energy to "act quickly" and pack even more in - but I understand the sentiment and perhaps panic in that statement. However, I think what is more likely to happen is that we'll make a point to slowly stretch out the summer right into the next school year and possibly even the next season.
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