I’m having a hard time with fall this year.Don’t get me wrong. Sweaters, fog, boots, pie, Halloween, back to school…I’m in. I love fall. Fall is my favorite.
But I feel a little melancholy that summer is over.
This summer, I took time and put my phone down. I went to California for my first blog conference. I spent more time with my kids and less time with my computer and my cell phone. We had adventures. We went to the beach more times than I can count. We blew bubbles. We watched the stars. We went swimming and inner-tubing and out on a boat. We went to multiple jazz band concerts and danced. We read books and pretended and learned.
It’s the first summer where I felt like I was ok being a single parent. That my kids were ok, I had not irrevocably messed them up by staying a single parent and not seeking a partner.
It was one of the first summers in a very long time where I could relax when I was done with work and just be with my kids.
I didn’t feel the need to do more and be more and say more and more more more more of everything. We flew by the seat of our pants a lot and it paid off with memories and funny stories to tell and a jar full of rocks and seashells and a lot of falling into bed at night, exhausted and happy.
Plus, the rain is coming, and I’m never ready for that.
How was your summer? Are you ready for your fall?