As I started to prepare for this summer, I felt myself slip back into my old habits. My instinct was to spend my time waiting for next fall. Figuring out how to keep the girls happy enough to leave me alone so that I could pass the days. And then it hit me. I need to stop living my dreams and start living the now.
I have four months of time to enjoy my kids. We can play games and go places and do stuff. The now isn't interesting on it's own merits. It is interesting because of what I make it. I can sew, knit, dye, spin, design. I can create things for my kids and help them create things. I can retake control of my house! That might just be the most exciting part of all this. I have spent the last
So, what am I actually going to do with my now? The possibilities are really endless.
The answer I think is very anti-climatic. I think we're mostly just going to relax. It's time for a change of pace. No dreams this summer.