Summer blues

Summer time

The beauty  of Summer seems to be slipping by and I find myself a bit blue to say good bye.  As much as I love Summer and all that goes with, I too find that we are all in need of returning back to the structure of studies, homework, after school sports, and of the September calendar.  Being a Mother and working from home involves a bit of juggling and requesting “independence” from my family.  Often, I feel that I am the hub or the hum of my home to keep it all ticking.  The Summer months are demanding as much as they are welcome.  We all relish our days off, times together and then we find ourselves anxious to layer a sweater, to sit at our desks, to challenge our minds and get back to work and routines that provide normalcy and a sense of purpose.

Yesterday, my son who was to leave to go back to school was horsing around on his sister’s brand new skate board and he took a spill and hurt his knee.  After a trip to the ER, he will now be staying to visit an specialist to see what’s wrong.  We know it is not broken but perhaps some torn or bruised ligament.  As I was preparing to let him go, helping him to gather items necessary for his junior year in college, I feel somewhat blue that this accident has happened to throw each of us off course.  While I know that things can always be far worse, I was in my mind ready for him to get back to college and start a new year.

My old Kentucky Home

This week, I will be down in Kentucky, visiting my parents who will celebrate their anniversary.  Sixty-Five years.  My parents now reside in a Nursing Home.  It does provide much solace to know that they have one another.  The home they built and lived in for over 50 years was sold and I will hopefully be able to lend a hand with cleaning and clearing out the contents.  As one of seven, I am fortunate to have family there to take care of so many things, far too many to even list.   The home I grew up in holds many memories as does the season of Summer.  So, I have a bit of the Summer blues and lots to contend with.  I will be back in September.  Back to a new normal, a routine of creating art and welcoming the Autumn.