I wish I was a poet, because if I were a poet, I would write a poem about this summer and how wonderful, complicated, beautiful, messy, and awesome it has been. I would write a poem about how my heart is beginning to feel the ache of saying goodbye to a season of life.

Summer is like a dance

Beautiful and clumsy.

I love summer. I love sitting outside at night in the warm air. We can sit out for hours and talk about life, share stories, and dream of the future. Julia leaves for college in just a few weeks now, so our conversations have been filled with lots of emotion.

And when it is over,

I don’t know how to feel. 

I am excited for her new adventure, yet I feel vulnerable to the emotions that are pending, as I prepare to say goodbye.

My vulnerable heart, prepares to let go,

after the sweetest song begins to fade.

For years, I have come into August ready for school to start, a little crazy and always excited for the routine of fall. During the summer, my house is always a mess from three children, filled with lots of noise, chaos, fights, fun and craziness. By August, I start going a little crazy as I try to get my kids out of bed before noon and convince them to get into bed before midnight.  But then September comes; routine enters back into our lives as school begins. Another summer has passed by.

Oh summer, like a clumsy dance,

you bring fun, love, and chaos.

This summer, I didn’t blog much; I have been taking it easy on the travel, and focused on being with my family. It’s been amazing, yet messy. We have had some heavy talks, big emotions, fun, arguments, sadness and the stresses that come with transition. I have recently learned that sending your child off to college is considered one of the biggest life changes. Truly, we are beginning to recognize the change that is happening to our family, and I can’t deny the mixed emotions.

I know this season will soon change,

And this dance shall end, when I let go.

It’s going to be hard, and that’s ok. I have a few more weeks before this transition comes, so I am just going to enjoy this clumsy dance of summer a little longer.

Summer is like a dance,

beautiful and clumsy.

And when it is over,

I don’t know how to feel.

My vulnerable heart, prepares to let go,

after the sweetest song begins to fade.

Oh summer, like a clumsy dance,

you bring fun, love, and chaos.

 I know the season will soon change,

And this dance shall end, when I let go.