I’m not saying it was easy, or that I even deserve a pat on the back. What I’m saying is that at this time last year, I was suffering a lot of stress and anxiety about Scarlet starting kindergarten – way more than what I assume is the usual. It tainted last summer. I went through the motions, barely well, and then it was over and the heavy stuff began. Crash landed, really.
And through THAT, I managed to take my kids to school every morning and pick them up each afternoon. I gave a speech at my sister’s wedding and acted as a matron of honor. I took care of the pets and the house (although sloppily, that) and I did about 17,000 photo shoots last fall. (slight exaggeration) I moved into real estate photography, and newborns, and even said “yes” to three weddings. I went with my family to Florida for over a week, by plane, and then began pursuing non-photography endeavors for the dead of winter. I did data entry, as I often do once or twice a year, and then I delved into sponsored blogging. Then the school year ended, suddenly and happily, and our summer together began. Yet another change.
It’s been a summer of day camp and work and road trips. It’s been happy and messy and wonderful. We celebrated three birthdays (Des, Scarlet, Me) and did a heck of a lot of stuff together. Museums and parks and restaurants galore. Gardening and walks and hiding inside in the air-conditioning. Adventures and laughter and tons of whining. We potty-trained Des and Scarlet cut a lot of her hair off. We saw friends and family and practiced the things we love to do. And now, in five days (but who’s counting?) a new school year will begin. After a year of keeping my head above water, sometimes more easily than at other times, I’m feeling a bit sick and weak at what’s coming. I feel a lot stronger than last year, and like I have more going for me, but I’m scared too. There is so much I will miss, but I’ll leave it to the top five things I’ll miss about Summer 2015:
1. No one was sick for six months and counting! Des got hit hard last winter and Scarlet got a few nasty bugs. I’ll miss this healthy streak, which I’m sad may break, but I’ll also miss not even thinking about people being sick. I’m looking at YOU, parents who don’t wait a required 48 hours after the last puke to send your kid to parties, playdates and worst of all – school.
2. The possibilities. I miss the open days and the open roads, that haven’t been ruined by snow, ice, slush or salt for many months. I’ll miss looking at or reading about places new to us, and not instantly Googling and planning our road trips.
3. I’ll miss the large amounts of ice cream we’ve eaten this summer. You might say that we can eat ice cream year round – it’s not illegal – but I don’t really want it that much in the winter. In the summer, it’s like a daily desire.
4. The sundresses. Sigh. I’ll miss my summer wardrobe. I’ll miss leaving the house with what we have and not worrying about backpacks, jackets, or worse – coats, boots, mittens, hats, scarves and ice scrapers. Definitely ice scrapers.
5. Feeling so possible and trusting my strength. That’s the big one. That and Daylight Savings.