Leavin’ on a Jetplane

Well, through some miracle, it just so happens that I have completed the bulk of my packing.  Just finishing out my last day of work at the country club before I go have dinner with some friends tonight, finish packing later tonight, and leave tomorrow morning.

Somehow, I think early morning tomorrow will look different… or early 8 AM when I get up… whichever comes first :P

Family picture from vacation…

Anyways, that’s all I have time to share right now.

I’m leaving on a jetplane…

Where oh where did my summer go???

Lovin' my Ez

I’m not exactly sure where the summer took a jaunt to, but it has all but left–except the heat.  It’s still blistering hot.  So maybe it’s not the summer that has gone, but the idea of everything that goes into summer–what actually constitutes summer.

What makes up summer for me?  Not necessarily the blistering heat–I can take that or leave it, and I prefer to leave it unless I’m toasting myself near a cold lake or the ocean.  Summer is more about what you do in it… Ice cream with best friends, vacation on the beach, iced tea, sun tanning, and if you have the most wonderful man in the world around once in a while it certainly doesn’t hurt anything… *happy sigh*

This summer was incredible.  I’m headed off to college next week.  Part of me is a little bit reluctant to let go of these last couple months with my family.  It really won’t be the same again… and I imagine that after a little bit of time in the dorm I’ll get all teary-eyed thinking about how Em, Sam, and Ez are growing without me.  I won’t be watching Sam ride his “two-wheeler” bike, and fall on his face but jump right back up and go at it again.  I probably won’t be watching with bated breath when Ez crawls or sits up for the first time.  I won’t be fussing at Emily to not chatter and giggle so much in the morning, while I giggle right along with her inside my head.

I think I’m going to be missing alot.  Not just the three little kids, obviously, but I think missing them may be a lot more poignant because I watched everybody else learn how to ride a bike, or sit up and crawl.

Holding my little man, holding my littler man

I miss everybody just thinking about missing them… but it’s not the end of the world, just the changing of the seasons.

Lots of people tell me that the best part of my life is yet to come.  I can’t wait to see it, but if it’s just as wonderful as the first 18 years have been, I have nothing to complain about.  When I stop and consider it, I guess I honestly think all my prayers have already been answered… Life is great, love is wonderful, and it just gets better every day :) ))

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