summer tourist trap
affluence by the ocean
we sit, eat ice cream
shell covered beach steps
cold early spring waves crashing
off shore wind blows in
gliding over yard
seagull’s single earnest plea
calls me to the sea
As summer vacation rapidly approaches we are hurriedly wrapping up baseball, 2nd grade and hopefully chilly days.
This has been quite a year for us, tumultuous but good.
We have learned more about ourselves as a family, a man, woman and now an eight year-old boy.
We have learned more about what matters to us and who matters to us.
We have learned more about our wishes and hopes for our future and our day-to-day lives.
We have learned about where we want to live (not 100% sure yet) and about what we want to do ( not 100% sure yet)
We have learned that summer is always good and have decided that this will be the summer of…..
Summer 2012 – the summer of…
The summer of… NOT dragging my child to this camp or that when all he really wants to do is stay home and play
The summer of… Stuart Smalley- say it with me “Because I’m good enough, I’m smart enough, and doggonit, people like me!”
The summer of… NOT spending time with people I don’t like
The summer of… spending the day at the beach and NOT feeling guilty because I am not being useful
The summer of… homemade “camps” that my boy is interested in and excited about
The summer of…realizing that time spent enjoying myself is not wasted
The summer of… saying “Who cares about the Joneses (SP?)”
The summer of… eating ALL the food I grow in my garden and not letting it go to waste
The summer of… shutting out the noisy world and exchanging it for play and time spent in the backyard with my husband, son, dog, cat and parents
The summer of… all three of us “camping” in the backyard
The summer of… departing from the beaten path and making our own
The summer of… reading whole books aloud with my boy (a habit we lost over the school year)
The summer of… traveling to places we have talked about for years
The summer of… peace, and letting go and family bike rides
The summer of… fun and possibility – because that is always what summer means to me
I wish for all to have their very own version of the summer of…