Spring has been lovely,
and now we move into summer already. The oldest I've ever been and the fastest-moving year I've ever had, and I'm sure the two go together. I turned 42 last month, my older brother is only five years from 50, baby Bianca "graduated" kindergarten last week, "little" Dylan who started kindergarten just yesterday has a girlfriend and is in high school this fall with his sister, a new niece or nephew is due any day now, I have been struggling for awhile now with what seems to be psoriatic arthritis, and all this to say time has been flying and I have been feeling old. Bianca's cat ↓ captures my wary watching of the seasons as they change. :)
'A thousand changes at work lately too, which have made for a stressful spring. As Lisa over at "Searching for a Balance" knows, balance isn't something you find once and cross off your to-do list, but instead something you have to re-find over and over every day. I found the below heart on a table at my workplace one night this spring and had to laugh. When a paper towel-piece heart randomly appears on a worktable, I have to take it as a reminder to "be still and know that [He is] God," right. So I adjust to the thousand new changes and plod onward.
And get a haircut that is way too short--where is my wild mass of curls!!!??!! GONE! I now have the smallest sprig of them, like an unruly paintbrush perched atop my head--
--then I find a heart in my hummus and chips and chill out a little more. Again.
I made it home around Mother's Day and Father's Day so got to see both my family and my roses--Louise Odier is in bloom this very week! ♥--and those things alone end this up-and-down June on a sweet note.
Heaven on earth! And the scent!! ♥ I made a small bouquet of these and my white Iceberg roses for my sister-in-law Sunday as she works her way through her final days of pregnancy. To her, the days are probably not moving along quickly enough.
'Another perfect heart Tuesday afternoon, this one as I was waiting for the bus back to the apartment post-visit home. And tomorrow, it will be summer. Ay yi yi.
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