August was a blur of activity that I have still not recovered from! Our son came home on Tuesday evening and we have been settling in to a new routine. He will be living at home for the first 30 days of his 60 day extended care program. It is our hope to have this month to create a new slate of memories with him that will help all of us move forward into the future. This place in our journey is scary! I must be honest; the faintest of familiar behavior scares us immediately! And yet, this is giving us the opportunity to discuss openly how we are each feeling and for the other to address the fears. We are all intentionally stopping old behaviors and moving forward. This is exhausting work!
So we are returning to some fun family outings! Curt is teaching his Dad how to ride a motorcycle! As I was taking this picture, I couldn't help but think of days gone by when his Dad was holding the back side of Curt's bicycle and running alongside of him as he was learning how to ride a bike without training wheels. While Curt learned, without harm, how to ride that two wheeler, I'm not so sure of the outcome of a mid-life CPA and a motorcycle. Does anyone else notice the reading glasses!!!!
Our daughter, having worked as an RN in the NICU at Childrens Hospital for a year now, has decided to return to her love of riding. We spent yesterday afternoon checking out this beautiful horse for sale, Royale Blue. She is our equestrian, having shown horses since she was 12 years old. It was so much fun watching her test-drive this big boy and we look forward to returning once again to the world of dressage.
We spent many a summer weekend traveling with horse in tow to weekend Eventing shows. She has decided to train strictly in dressage, which is just fine with me, as there is no jumping in dressage! Watching your daugher ride a horse over a 4 foot jump takes your breath away no matter how many times you watch it!
And just about the time I catch my breath.....we head up north to our cabin so I can take Sam wake boarding! As soon as I can get ole sleepy head out of bed....(yes, the same boy who energetically jumps the wake....can't get out of bed this morning!!!!)....we are driving to our Cabin for the long Labor Day weekend. One last hurrah up north before he startes 10th grade on Tuesday morning.
More gasping! How did he get to be a sophomore!
Anyway, I hope you have a wonderful Labor Day weekend, filled with moments that take your breath away! For it has been said, "'Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away."
Make it a good one!