This weekend was beautiful! I put gloved fingers into dirt that’s been covered with little weeds and pine straw right outside my living room window for months now. My longing to drive to Home Depot and buy fat, green plants was squashed by fear. Will this nice weather last? It’s too good to be true-I think. So, I just relished in the warm sunlight and tucked the new plants away in my mind for another, future weekend.
My oldest son will be graduating from high school in a little more than two months. The joy and sadness that this event will bring is becoming more tangible with each passing day. I watch him walk through the garage door and into our kitchen daily, knowing these trivial moments are fleeting. One day, very soon, his empty chip wrappers won’t crowd our computer table. I can hardly let myself go much further than that. Please forgive me for droning on, but the time change grabbed me today. One less hour with him. One less hour to do anything, really. Should this make me feel motivated to be even more intentional with my time? I think yes, it should! Or do I simply retrieve that hour back in the fall….
Life, it’s always changing. I think that’s what makes it beautiful. On the day my son graduates, my tears will be beautiful. His smile will be beautiful. Make this week beautiful my dear readers, it’s one hour shorter-but just as likely to hold both smiles and tears.
All my best~Penelope