After what feels like a six month long winter, (actually, I think it was literally six months), feeling the sun on my face this afternoon feels like a dream.
The lake is slowly starting to get back it’s sparkly, blue undertones, and the quiet bird songs are whistling in my ear as I type.
I, like many other Minnesotans, feel like a new person today as the weather warms, and signs of spring are finally starting to show. I’ve been stuck too long in winter’s gloom and I am ready for spring, the season of new growth, starting fresh, and the unthaw of the past.
Something I find myself saying constantly the past couple months has been: it’s the season of life.
Kids are whining – it’s the season of life.
Making plans with friends that never seem to get planned – it’s the season of life.
Stuck making the same three things for dinner because we know our kids will eat it – it’s the season of life.
My car is trashed – it’s the season of life, (however, Tony would argue this is an all the time sort of thing for me. My dad would probably agree).
I don’t have a problem with this saying, but I’m beginning to have a problem with moving on from certain life seasons.
With spring starting this week, it’s like it’s a new life season beginning.
We’ll have two toddlers that can walk, run, jump, and can communicate their needs, and can even do certain things themselves, VERY different from our last season.
I know that with this, will come all sorts of new exciting experiences and memories with the two of them, but I find myself already longing for the season we’re ending.
The season of two littles, two and under, who needed snuggles, books read to them, shoes tied, jackets zipped, their hands held, and snack cups filled. The season that my Baby Ames would fall asleep sitting on my lap, mid-morning, waiting for his sis to get home from gymnastics class or Lou performing ‘Let it Go’ in an Elsa dress at the top of her lungs.
How do you do it? How to you say good bye to the times you know you’ll never get again?
I wish I had the answer.
Instead, I’ll try to focus on the new season, the new growth, the new experiences, and the new little people my tiny humans are turning out to be. Because, I guess, that’s what is going to make those seasons so special, right?
Thanks for being here my peeps. I would say I’ll be back, and you know I’m always trying, but raising people takes a lot out of ya 😉
Toodles,
