We just returned from a too quick trip to Ohio to visit our families. I miss it already - my parents loving on their grandchildren, the familiar smells of the Northern woods, the soft grass, old friends, the comfort of my childhood home, the fun of a large city with cool things to do.
Had a blast visiting our good friends from college and their children! So awesome to have been able to touch base again Four Schneiders! We love you guys! Super excited for October!! :)
I know a time will come when these simple and happy days will be a memory. Not that I think everything's just going to turn to shit all at once - but things do change and things will change and there will be good and bad and happy and sad. It is so easy to want to continue to hang on to now. It's a bit of a burden on my heart lately. I'm not good at carpe diem despite massive efforts on my part to be more joyful in the moment. I'm trying. I'll always try. I just came upon this quote the other day and it has really resonated with me and my current mood.
“Normal day, let me be aware of the treasure you are. Let me learn from you, love you, bless you before you depart. Let me not pass you by in quest of some rare and perfect tomorrow. Let me hold you while I may, for it may not always be so. One day I shall dig my nails into the earth, or bury my face in the pillow, or stretch myself taut, or raise my hands to the sky and want, more than all the world, your return.”
- Mary Jean Irion
Father's Day has just passed, and, while we spent a large portion of it driving, we did manage a brief stop over on Hilton Head to visit Brandon's family.
So yes, vacation was lovely- and as always altogether too brief. Although I do love coming home (minus the unpacking and ensuing laundry and the inevitable cold I get - wah).
Ah - and another thing to share. Something so sweet right now. I recently heard this poem on the Disney Jr. channel, of course it made me teary. Motherhood is the most vulnerable joy.
Mother's Song - A Traditional Lullaby
A little flower blows on the tree
My baby is the flower to me