Summer and Time. Summertime.

I love summer. It's different than Fall, Winter, or even Spring. It just feels carefree like someone gave permission for you to be so. In reality, no one did, but it feels that way. In other ways it's more hectic but that's because there's more to do, more time outside, going here and there.

It's already JULY! Wasn't it just March? February? January? Really where does time go? Am I the only freaky one who worries about these things? Yesterday, we had some close friends over to the house. I watched the kids play together so well, they are bound together like siblings yet they are not. We have watched them since babies and now they are sitting off in their own group, talking hushed, laughing, making messes, jumping in the pool with not a care in the world. It makes me so nostalgic. And we love them all so much, like they ARE our own kids. Each time we see each other, usually at least 2-3 months has gone by (sometimes a bit longer) and so we see the kids at a next stage, a bit taller, a tiny tiny bit more 'mature' if you will, just older you know, calmer, less wild? Still wild but less so. ...big sigh....

Time. You can't touch it, you can't see it, but it's there. And I think, if you don't pay attention to the reason you are alive, sadly, you will not see it. Why does this really get me so? I have always been fascinated with time, how it flies, and how to make the best of it. Can you imagine? This life, however you are choosing to live it, is what you are making of it! That is BIG. Is it the best you can make it? Mine is, but I think, well, I know, I can do even better. Dreams yet unacheived but my time will come. For now, I'll just be content to enjoy my summer with the boys. Kay. That's all for now.

It's summer time! And off with you! Not as much time for reflecting and less than gobs and gobs of time to write it for that matter. Go have fun!