Summertime 2011 will be a season different than any I have ever had in my life, for so many reasons.
- I have been a Mom for sixteen years, but this will be the first summer both of my two beautiful daughters plan to spend full time with their Dad & his family.
- Handsome and I have a busier hobby farm than we have ever had before.
- I am actually on the road to losing weight instead of gaining it.
- The gardens are mostly planted by now, and not just on paper.
- I have a blog, a new, shiny, unscrewed up blog.
- Handsome’s car show calendar is the fullest it’s ever been.
- I am scheduled to be a bridesmaid in our nephew’s wedding.
- Handsome & I will be celebrating our tenth wedding anniversary in July.
- And our very best friends will be sending their youngest off to college in August, a milestone we cannot help but commemorate along with them.
Gulp. Lots going on!
I will use sunscreen & self tanner on my face and throat as often as possible, acknowledging all the while that I am now in my late thirties and no can no longer afford multiple sunburns there. Similarly, I will wash up frequently, because summertime means outside, and outside means dirty (especially around here), and dirty means surprise breakouts. I will not be grody.
I will seize every day for what it offers. No matter the weather or the agenda, I will accept every day for the specialness it bears, because Summertime 2011 will be made up of only about eighty-four days and eighty-four nights. And we all know how quickly those can evaporate, especially in the Oklahoma heat and humidity. I will not luxuriate in the freedom of summer so much that I waste it.
I will send gifts to my children, call them frequently without asking when we’ll see each other again, and pray for them and their Dad and Step mom every day. I will get through this summer without bitterness, and I will conquer the seeds of resentment.
I’ll spend some time with my sweet and wise ol’ Grandpa Rex. He has the prettiest and most productive garden in the world, and he has taught me nearly everything I know about this rewarding art. I hope this isn’t our last summer with him. I will not take my loved ones for granted.