If you've been keeping up with our summer happenings, you know we took a trip to Myrtle Beach in July. Unfortunately, that trip was cut short when we realized that Erik's grandfather was too sick and we needed to go say goodbye to him in northern Virginia. We're thankful we made it to see him in time and everything worked out like it was supposed to, but with the grief and stress of that and all the additional travel involved in going there for visits and then to Pennsylvania for the memorial, the cut shortedness of our original beach trip... it felt like there was no rest this summer. And while it's true, with a baby you don't get a lot of rest on vacation anyway!, we wanted to do something fun.
Barefoot and free,
she toddles and trips along.
Milky gray skies pour in as September dawns.
She and I, we're floating between warm and cool days.
She, between crawling and stepping through the grass blades.
I hold Willow's hand as she places a little foot forward,
again and again,
and we break all the rules.
Throwing dirt, digging through mulch, splashing puddles,
yelling loud, and enjoying the cold rain drops fresh on our skin.
Some rules are stupid and
this world is ours.
Tagging onto my previous post where I told everyone about how I needed to limit the scope of my business now, I've recently learned that I also need to stop giving my business all my free time. Before Willow, I used to spend hours of my day when even if I wasn't taking care of obvious business needs like emails, editing, orders, etc, I was still reading things that would help my business or spending way too much time in Facebook photography groups or chatting online with fellow business owners. It was just a natural part of every day.
I keep thinking and saying, where did the summer go? I know it's not over, but all the back to school messages and the cooler weather we've had recently just make me say it. July was absolutely crazy for us, and this past weekend we finally had some time to just be. It was so nice. We took Willow to the park, and to her little friend Adah's first birthday party (which she absolutely loved... little social butterfly she is). Erik and I spent some time just being together. And it was just what we needed.
Y'all know I'm a big fan of wall art... and more importantly, personal wall art that means something to you. Every piece of art in my house is either a portrait of someone I love, a place I love, or an homage to one of the two. There are photos of my family, posters of JMU, and now... a poster of Richmond!
It's been a tough week around here. A tough month really. You probably read in my last blog post that Erik's grandfather, who everyone calls Pap, had been sick. Unfortunately, just a few days after arriving at Myrtle Beach last week, Erik, Willow, and I learned that we needed to head back to northern Virginia to say goodbye.