May. Again.




Here we are again. It seems fitting to blame this magical month for my absence because it clearly took me 12 months to recover from the chaos bestowed this time last year.

I would say that but it wouldn’t be entirely true. It’s more like the recovery time somehow blended with the looming events and milestones this May would bring and somehow paralyzed me with an inability to get a handle on …. well, anything.

End of the May tornadoes bled into summer fun and school began with a growing knot in my stomach, ever mindful that Jake’s senior year would bring a thousand “lasts” that would sucker punch me when I would least expect them. Holidays brought the passing of my dear grandparents, and New Year’s ushered in a realization that my baby boy would be leaving home in a matter of months. Anniversaries, milestone birthdays 13, 16, 18 and high school graduation were approaching at a rapid pace.

Somehow last May bled into this May. Life happened. Daily. And somehow I am baffled at how quickly time passes and what a privilege it is to be part of so may precious lives, chaos and all.

Last May was just a preseason warm up for this May.  I’m not sure there is much more that could be added to this month.

It’s bursting, overflowing.

Kind of like the flowers in the garden this spring.

And very much like the pride and love in my heart when I slow down long enough to take it all in.

3 thoughts on “May. Again.

  1. Mom

    I’m so happy you’re ‘back in the saddle’ of sharing your thoughts with the world. Always inspiring, insightful and reflective…with truth and humor laced inside. I adore them (and you)!


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