It’s August, it's a brand new day, good morning sunshine! The road back to school always feels like a new year to me. I love summer, I never want it to end.
This school year it’s all new for us again! My daughter is beginning her second year of college, my oldest son, his senior year in high school, and my youngest son, his very first year of high school. So while I am excited for all things new, I want to hang on to summer just a little longer. I want us to talk at the dinner table long after everyone is finished eating, go to the pool a few more times, enjoy the early rising sun, wake slowly and not be in a rush.
I was starting to feel overwhelmed. I loaded my summer projects list, because when school starts it’s back to work. I want to have my space in tip top shape, efficiency city. And to my house list I added goals for my business, expansion, getting more help, redo . . . well, everything. I work well under pressure. Get something done, give me a deadline. Need three days to complete a project, bet I can get it done in 2 1/2. And when I am in project mode, everything else falls off the list. Dishes pile up, tornadoes swirl through the laundry room, my purse gets filled with receipts, papers, permission slips, coupons, and those random flyers I found interesting. Everyone is always talking about being organized, getting things done, checking off your list, check, check, check. We get it done and more, we go at an amazing pace.
How can you enjoy the end of summer? What is the best way to feel connected to your people as you send them off into the world? The dishes will get done, everyone will find something to wear, your house will come back together again and you’ll be able to get your nails done.
So today, let’s pause. Let's hold onto that hug until they let go first. Check in and stop what we're doing when our kids want to share about their day. Feel everything. Feel the sun on your face. Feel your breath through your nose. Feel your heart expand as you send a bit of yourself off with your little ones.
I cried when I dropped off my youngest at his first day of high school. “Oh my gosh mom, don’t cry!” He couldn’t get out of the car fast enough. The drum line was playing in the carpool lane, fuel for your school spirit, what a way to start the day.
Life is so cool. So exciting to see these kids, where they have been and where they are going, but mostly to just enjoy them now, each and every moment.