This past week marked the end of summer. I am trying to reflect on one of the most chaotic summers I have ever had. The overall sense that I come up with when I lump everything that this family has done and been through this summer is one that has pulled together, relied on others generosity and hospitality, had many firsts and some lasts, adjusted beautifully to a foreign environment, and above all tried to maintain a thankful attitude. Missing my family and friends has been on the forefront of many of my days.
That picture right there, that one ^, it is one of the most blissful times of the day. It is right up there with seeing happy faces in the morning, seeing sleeping kids at night, it is when Wil gets home from work and the girls bombard him with giggles and hugs and he throws them on the bed or gives them hugs and asks about their day. I knew that Wil being the Rector was going to be a game changer of sorts. The stress is much deeper, the hours can be much longer, and the rewards are much greater. Relying on Wil as not only husband and Papa these past months but also reclaiming him as my best friend has made us stronger. If nothing else (because y’all know I can get mad at some pretty silly things sometimes) I have tried to listen when he wants to talk, talk when he wants to forget, and be an unwavering source of unconditional love. The rest of it is a day to day battle with hormones, exhaustion and humanness.
So, for our last day of summer 2012, the Keith’s hit the marsh and landed on the inlet beach. I can honestly say that I have never spent this time of the year in my bathing suit but the sun is just perfect right now and the wind cools while the water seems warmer then the air. I love when the fish find there way out of the water, into the oxygen for just a second and the way the egrets hide behind the long grass but are so brilliant white that there’s no missing them.
Thank you summer for being exactly what I wanted and exactly what mother earth needed.