here in Burlington, Vermont. My twin girls will be seniors next year so I’m heading into my last year of parenting kids in high school. I’m finding myself feeling uniquely nostalgic. I’m not sad about the inevitable transition, but I am mindful.
I have friends whose oldest or only children are graduating on Friday. It’s big. When my son graduated from high school in 2014, I was sort of a mess. I believe there’s just something about transitions that requires us to take stock of our emotions.
The summer between my junior year and senior year of high school was rough for me. I had a lot of friends in the class above me and they were all leaving for college and other adventures. Every time during their senior year when we played a ball game, sang in a concert or went to the drive-in movie theater it felt like we were saying goodbye to our childhoods.
Last weekend in South Dakota I got to spend time with some of those friends who graduated a year ahead of me. It was great! I simply cannot believe how much time has passed…1983 and 1984 just don’t seem all that long ago in some ways. I’m very aware of how my daughters are feeling this last summer before they graduate from high school…perhaps even a little too aware.
I guess to honor life’s transitions, we need to slow down a little and try to understand what it is we’re feeling…the good, the bad and the slightly confusing.
“Complexity is your enemy. Anybody can make things complicated. It’s hard to keep things simple”.
From a LIFEHACK.org article: “The understanding that complex thinking is not required at all times can significantly help conserve valuable energy. Though major projects and problems may require abstract thinking, day to day life approached in a simple way can help ease stress levels and potentiate energy for the things that matter to you most. Practicing discernment in this area therefore, may prove very beneficial in your progress through burnout.”
walking on eggshells/URBAN DICTIONARY: To watch what you say or do around a certain person because anything might set him or her off.
I’m trying to notice when I’m walking on eggshells. When I do, it seems like an invitation for some growth. I’ve personally mastered some pretty sophisticated avoidance techniques…I’m working on it. I will work on it for a lifetime. I’m choosing to celebrate when I have a little bit of awareness that I’m walking on eggshells and at least thinking about what’s required of me next. Sometimes just one boot in front of the other, no matter how small the steps are is the best we can do.
to my collection. I haven’t seen this scarf printed yet. I’ve placed an order though. It’s one of my favorite photographs that I’ve ever taken. I shot this one week after my 50th birthday. I didn’t intend for the title—fading beauty to sound like a lament of any kind. I truly find beauty when things are “fading” and changing. Although I miss a few things about being younger, I was fine saying goodbye to my forties. I like my fifties…so far anyway.
I wanted to share the image. Here’s the link to my site.
I discovered this image of my husband Jeff’s legs this morning. The photo had cool shadows and movement to work with. After a bit of goofing off and layering—this series is what emerged.
Jeff is off exploring his world right now in a very BIG way. The first image on the road reminds me of the South Dakota Monster stories my Dad told all seven of his grandchildren. I don’t see my husband as a monster though—much more like a gentle giant.
We’ve always told our children that they are part prairie & part sea. When I started choosing photos to layer with Jeff’s legs I was naturally drawn to images of the prairie and the sea.
Here’s to your big adventures this weekend, wherever your feet take you.