Like with any sort of change, I have an adjustment period. Today, marks the end of Bryce’s sophomore year, which by the way, went faster than a speeding bullet. With that, we celebrate the occasion by having lunch out and anticipating what the next three months hold. For me, summer break brings a litany of uncertainty. I know, I know, so many mothers live for the season of freedom. Freedom from schedules and responsibilities, but this summer seems a tad different.
Bryce has a job, service opportunities with church, and a barrage of other fulfill obligations. Bailey has camp and a social life that rivals Paris Hilton (much more tasteful, of course). I am not the weepy Mom by any means, but I do miss the component of allowing ourselves to have the freedom to completely chill out and occupy a sense laziness.
Now, even though my kids seems to be off and running, I am becoming aware of a new found reality………this could be the mother of all summers…..pardon the pun. I can create a fun, energetic, lazy summer without the participation of my kids. While they are fantastic to be around, I need to remember that they will be leaving the nest soon. It is inevitable and if I grow slowly into the realm of acceptance, then the prospect of change won’t be as daunting. It is another reminder that I have a life and will continue to have one even after the kids are gone.