I go back to work on Monday.
I don't really know what to say or how to wrap up this summer.
It really was a summer spent in a weird alternate universe of grief, exhaustion, joy, anger, confusion, happiness, sadness, and numbness.
We made it through our first season without my dad. We had to do a lot of hard things because he's not here.
Obviously, my main focus this summer was being off with the girls. We spent A LOT of time together as a trio.
As you can see, the sister dynamics grew a little this summer. And by grew, I mean, they started fighting a lot. Arguing over toys and books and doing things to annoy the crap out of the other. But there were also SO many sweet times, just the two of them.
Callie is so ready for kindergarten, I can't even believe it. She is so smart and inquisitive and creative and hilarious and STUBBORN as all get out. We had our tough moments this summer, but we also had some wonderful times as well. I am so proud of her and can't wait to see how much she will continue to grow and thrive in kindergarten.
Maya turned two and has definitely turned into a full-blown toddler. She has strong opinions about most things, and is growing in her independence every day. She loves to read books and has the most adorable way of showing her excitement with her feet. She loves to play (and hates to nap, but does it anyway with just a little fussing) and has learned and grown so much this summer. She is my little Mama's Girl and I hope my transition back to work will go okay for her.
We were fortunate to have spent a lot of quality time with friends and family this summer. We have so many amazing, supportive, wonderful and loving people in our life who constantly go above and beyond for us. I have said it before, and I'll say it again: I could not be more thankful for our village.
This summer was BUSY. We got some family of four time, and Chris and I got a tad bit of two of us time, but never as much as I'd like. But again...thankful for the time we did get.
So I guess that besides friends and family, my other focus of summer was running...and looking for the sun. And doing both at the same time, usually.
For me, my dad is in the sunrays. And the sunrays were the only reason that I was able to get out of bed early in the mornings and push through my many miles of training. My half marathon race is on Saturday morning, and I'm hoping to push through and finish strong.
But really, I'm proud of myself for what I have pushed through this summer, and the fact that I diligently trained and am ready to run 13.1 miles during the most difficult time of my life.
Summer 2015 will forever be the summer of grief and family and friends and sunrays. And gratitude.