I’m chasing a toddler around today; my sweet granddaughter is spending her first weekend with me. So my five minutes may be scattered, but here goes..
I have hit those years when things begin to feel distant. The quieter days of my childhood, nights out playing hide and seek while parents sat in lawn chairs and experienced neighborhood life. Distant are the dreams I thought up before life changed perspective. I feel a certain longing for the days when control appeared to be all mine. Maybe that sounds selfish and contrary to how we are supposed to be, but that is how it is in those years.
I watched each of my own children do the same thing. Each one began with those spectacular dreams and hopes. We encouraged them and told them they could do anything when they put their mind and hard work into their goals! Even those days now seem distant as each is in their 20’s, and living a far different life than the picture those dreams drew.
As August approaches, so does the unknown surrounding some issues in our lives. Last year as August approached I was gaining guardianship of two grandchildren, preparing for a major neck surgery, figuring out how to enroll kids in school, buying school clothes and supplies, and learning a to be busier than ever under new limitations. Life changed.
As we move from one season to the next, what once mattered is distant and new meaning fills the space. It is not easy to accept at times, but it is the reality of what is. Perhaps the blessing is though distant, we have the ability to carry life past in our memories.
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