Hello, dear reader. How are you doing? Are you enjoying the loveliness of June?
I'm not sure of all the reasons why, but lately I've felt this blog is on fragile ground. I've heard people say there's a certain shelf life to blogs, that they tend to run their course. I don't know if that's the case here. I do know when I sit down to write, I'm becoming uncomfortably aware it usually has something to do with an enounter with a little old man, an adventure out in the desert, music lessons, volleyball, praying mantises, or candy.
It is a little weird to distill the essence of one's life in this way.
Of course, that is only one part of my life and perhaps the fact I write about such presentable topics so exclusively makes me more aware of the things I don't write about, of more personal topics, of less succinct thoughts.
It also has something to do with feeling frustrated by my seeming inability to manage the demands of my schedule.
Somewhere in there, too, is the breathtaking passage of time, of my awareness I have only a few more months with Sophie before she heads off to college. The girls are growing up so quickly and while I've always tried to stay aware of this fact, lately it has rested with deeper significance and perhaps a touch of melancholy upon my heart.
So...I don't know what I'm trying to say here. Summer is lovely. I'm thankful for this change of pace, even if it brings its own particular tug in different directions. But somehow it isn't translating into thoughts I care to write about as much as it has in the past.
Maybe that's a good thing for me right now: less reflection and more charging forward with my head in the game.
I know I will be back to say hello and in the meantime, I'm wishing you the warmth, goodness, and abundance of this season.