Spring In the Creek
March is shaping up nicely in Ohio this year. My kids left for school today without a coat. Sure, it snowed a few days ago, but today will be 70. The weather here is as random as my life. It fits.
The dreary grays of late February have gone. Snow is *probably* behind us. Summer is ahead. The bravest blades of grass are already rearing their heads among the sleepy brown ones. Earth worms are readily feeding the masses of Robins in my yard. Bless their hearts.
All the signs are here. By signs I mean the telephone poles covered in bright fliers announcing neighborhood yard sales and kiddie fishing derbys.
Inside is another story.
My kids have all grown a mile. I didn't notice it until now. As I fold and store their warmer clothes, and drag out totes full of t-shirts and sundresses, I see how quickly they are trying to leave me. They all need new things. Taller, broader, growing faster than the tulips out back. What's a mom to do?
This mom has outgrown her summer clothes too, but they don't notice that either. Because love blinds us to those things. Because we're all growing so quickly, I'm planning a summer of memories. Zoos and hikes and backyard baseball. I might not get them September through May, but the summer is still mine.
So, I'm sipping coffee and watching spring arrive with a smile. There's so much wonderful ahead of us. I can't wait to get started.