My two boys attend summer camp. Not the whole summer but enough. When I see them after the four weeks it is as though I just saw them. I just dropped them off walked around the corner and came right back and in that time they had a million memories I will never really know anything about.
It is the space inbetween that build their perception of life and you hope they adjust and focus on what makes a day beautiful. That somehow you have offered them the ability to slide in a glow filter on the moments – and without being there…by their side when they get nailed in the eye from a lacrosse stick or getting a base hit in their baseball tournament helping them solidify the memeroy..you just hope ..
I am a mother and wife and I have three boys plus a male dog in my house. And all i want really is the scense of flow-
My freinds and some family in the Latin side of my life claim time is limited…the family on the Jewish side is a more go and be free mentality and time…is not limited..or limiting..
But i feel AT times that these differences in culture slice thorugh me…compromise me and confuse me.
I don’t want to be a mother hen watching over and taking temp- I rather they cook for me and clean their rooms and wonder if I can do one thing for them and NOT WONDER why I don’t do everything…
I am not sure how others move but I won’t clean your kitchen in a thousand years and yet that is what I pretended to do for Steve…when we met and I set the stage the conversation and ever since I have been dragged into an amazing life….more than what I expected..a free dove surrounded by constant love and at peace in my little piece of Miami.