Monday, November 10, 2014

Transitions

 Transitions. Some I like, some I fight like a momma bear protecting her cub. I have two transitions I am going through right now. One, is the summer to fall transition. Hate! Hate! Hate! I love summer. It is my season. We get along. We love each other. We have a long term commitment we both enjoy.
I am made for summer. I am a skinny minnie and that layer of fat I am missing does not do well by me in the winter months. I will spend the next several months in hibernation. Luckily, Arkansas does have some warm days sprinkled in during October, November and December, but come January I am hidden until at least April.
 My second transition is my son turns 18 today. He is my oldest, but still my baby. I have mixed feelings about this one. I am proud of the man he is becoming, but sad that I am losing my baby. I still think of him as the little boy in the red footie pajamas helping me make cookies. I am trying, little by little to let him go, because he will graduate in May and in August, I will be sending him off to college. He is an amazing kid. He is always making me and others around him laugh. He is a fantastic older brother, smart, driven and all around amazing. I am not biased at all, of course. Just ask those who are around him. They will back me up.  So, Happy Birthday, Jake! I love with you with all my heart and I am very proud of you.

 My little helper
 Present Day...always making me laugh
 First day of Freshman year



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