A Summer (Almost) Lost
I have spent a lot of time complaining this summer.
It’s too hot. I am too busy. The kids are too cranky. My work has been overwhelming.
Not enough BBQs. Not enough beach fires. Nowhere near enough s’mores. Not even one road trip.
It’s tough as a working mama because as much as you want to throw caution to the wind for a few months and let your family enjoy the season the way it’s meant to be enjoyed – late bedtimes, sleeping in, sand everywhere and ice cream every night of the week – the harsh reality of deadlines and obligations and early mornings makes it difficult.
As much as you want to relish in those carefree summer days, to be a kid with your kids, to watch the sunset without the stress of the sunrise looming right behind it, sometimes it feels like life isn’t giving you a chance to.
Or is it you?
The issue this summer hasn’t been the hot weather or my restless kids or the looming conference calls.
It has been me.
It has been far too easy for me to complain about summer, to skip the s’mores, to not host the BBQ…and so that’s exactly what I’ve done.
I’ve almost complained an entire summer away.
And here’s the thing: in just a few short months, I will be dreaming of it.
Dreaming of the ice cream and the sweaty little bodies and the sprinkler. Wishing for one more late bedtime, one more concert in the park…one more amazing summer sunset.
So with only a few more weeks on the horizon, I am going to do my best to enjoy the last of summer. To be a kid with my kids. To let go of obligation and embrace the carefree essence of the season.
More BBQs with friends, more late nights, more sleeping in.
And definitely more ice cream and s’mores.
Have a great weekend. xx