Where has the past year gone?
I guess a
lot of people might ponder such a question after the whirlwind of
the winter holidays has come to an end. Once things have actually settled into
a day to day routine and everyday life begins again, the question is usually
long forgotten.
I am not
pondering the question because I am such a reflective person, with regular and
insightly annual reviews followed by a goals and to-do list, but actually the
question for me is really quite matter-of-fact... where has the last year gone?
One of the
main reasons that I put things on pause was because over the last year, I have
hardly had any time for myself. I've not had much time to be creative, or if I
did have the time, then I was too tired. Working busily all day thinking... if
I can just make it until the kids are in bed, then the rest of the evening will
be spent behind the hum of the sewing machine. Many wishes that were never
realized. And, if I'm not making anything how could I share anything? Or if I
did make something, then there was not enough time to take photos and post
about it. Quite frankly my silence was simply that I was busy just simply
living life.
It seems
that almost everyone I meet, everyone I know is on constant overload. Did
things run at such a fast pace a generation ago... even back to our grandparents'
days?
When I scan
through our 2013 photo folder, looking for evidence of the year, I ask myself
the same redundant question... where did it go?
Well,
SPRING was just about surviving... running after a quite lively and active
three year old...
... tickling the toes of a six month old, strategically planting kisses on just the right spot...
... and husband away on week long work trips. I barely remember many moments where I just sat down. Sleep was the excption and not the rule.
Then we managed to make it to SUMMER...
five whole weeks at home with my family... afternoons by the pool,
snuggled in one king size bed with all the cousins and the grandparents for a
movie night, ice cream runs, grill evenings with every sunny day eating
outside, choo-choo train rides, fireworks,
4th of July, family, friends, naps outside, multiple trips to the fabric
store with a favorite aunt, visits with a much missed grandmother, WAL-
MART!!!, learning to crawl, stand.... then wobbly walking, running after the
crawling, wobbly walker...
... and then we whizzed right into...
FALL which usually mirrors spring, but with the exception that the two
little guys could now both suddenly do more, kindergarden began for the big
guy, hubby still gone, and preparations for our big annual show while hubby was
still gone.
... and somehow we fell right back to WINTER again, barely back on solid
ground because of the yearlong merry-go-round. Quiet and still winter months, creating new family traditions all while missing my own childhood memories, and feeling deeply the hole that has been left because of the people that I once shared them with.
... January... hmmm, is it really January again?
