Summer is passing by so quickly. It seems like we have been busier than usual lately. We haven't had much time to make many memories together, or maybe it's just that I'm missing those moments when they do happen. Between the pace of summer so far and the grief that I'm still carrying I feel like I'm in a bit of a daze most of the time. I can't seem to get my thoughts in order, and I can't seem to stay focused. The days come and go and I have many lists in my mind of things that need to be accomplished and things that I really want to do, but I feel like I move in circles instead of making progress. I think I'm still trying to find my sea legs. In the midst of what feels like confusion I do continue to find lots of moments to be grateful for. It's the little things that I love the very most. It's the simplest of days when I get to just slow down and be a mom that still bring me the most joy, and it's days like this one when we got to go to the "beach" that re-fill my bucket and remind me of all the things that I have to feel gratitude for. Every little bit of this trip that I took with my family and some good friends included all of the simple things that I love the very most. The wind in my hair, sand on my toes, seagulls squawking, and the water lapping at the sand. Throw in the laughter shared between good friends and conversation with new ones, and you have many minutes that have passed that could not have been better spent. Since my dad passed away in April I have been pushing. Pushing to move on. Pushing to get back to "normal". I'm starting to realize that I just need to slow down and let things be. I want to be able to fully experience days like this one more often, and that means a whole lot less pushing.
For more water images head over to Sharon Covert's blog.