It has been a long, hot summer here.
A long season of waiting: to hear about my husband's new job, to hear from my dad about my mum's condition after an awful car accident, for the weather to break, for rain to fall, for our camping trip - our first as a family - for school to start...
We are jostling about, as a family, trying to figure out who we are, as individuals, as a unit and growing pains - for all of us - are indeed a reality. Together - and apart - we are navigating new waters.
Because of that, I feel especially blessed to have had this entire summer with my sons - watching them grow beyond me and into the men they will all too soon become. I am grateful for each cool morning at the skatepark, just me and them. Ice cream treats. Cuddles and books under the shade of a tree. Afternoons at the beach, watching Matthew learn to swim and Luke make friends all on his own, out of his brother's shadow.
I feel so lucky that we've had my mum for one more summer - witnessed a living miracle as she emerged from the wreckage of her car with a broken leg but an unbreakable spirit.
She is home now, cheerfully getting on with things, embracing the little moments:
The summer offered up some big moments, too...
Celebrated with my awesome Across-the-Road-Neighbours as they pledged their love one sunny day in August. As their Mistress of Ceremonies, I am thrilled to honestly say that it was one of the best weddings I've ever been to:
|Mr. and Mrs. Lindsay, making it official! xo|
Watched the Reds' jaws drop just last weekend, as the watched their beloved Kindergarten teacher make her way down the aisle to her future-husband. She was a vision in white and rendered the boys silent with awe. Her happy tears at seeing them there, sharing her special day, made all of us fall in love with her a little more:
Mostly, as summer draws to a close and the bittersweet ache of that throbs in my throat, I am thankful to my boys, who
brought bring laughter and light to each and every day.
Without them, I would be lost. With them, I am profoundly blessed and acutely aware that these perfect, magical moments are precious and fleeting.
These are the days...