In this moment
I am:: finally finding the rhythm of summer. And it involves a lot of this
and, of course, this.
I am:: still smiling about a week spent with friends, new and old and in between. Dinners and play dates, girls nights and coffee breaks. Also, am realizing I don't talk and shoot pictures very well, which is why I have no options to illustrate my point.
I am:: loving the morning-till-night hours spent playing outside that make falling asleep, mid-book, on the couch, a daily event.
I am:: probably gaining five pounds a week from eating ice cream cones. But when you live in a town where it is normal to see kids eat ice cream in their pajamas-- on Main Street-- well, it just. can't. be. helped.
I am:: remembering to be awed by the fact that this is my life. While there are reasons to think about leaving-- jobs, lower costs of living, less seasonally-driven work-- the fact remains: we are still here. We choose this place because of the way we become extensions of water, woods, fields, beaches.
We choose this place because of the colors sunsets splash across our children's faces,
the way sand is always in the sheets,
the way we know our roots have dug into the earth, deep and rich with gratitude.