New Seasons
:: New Seasons :: I opened my Gmail this morning, and the universe seemed to signal everyone that today was the official first day of informational email season. The page populated with emails from two of the three schools my children attend, the dance studio, the soccer club, and the human resources department of the school system, where I substitute part-time, and that was just my personal email. I didn't dare log into my work email to see what things were brewing. It appears that a new season is upon me; frankly, I am annoyed. I didn't agree to this shift yet. I feel like August is trying to pry me off summer one finger at a time, and I just want to scream, I am not ready! My thoughts begin to wander... inevitably, things will shift as August flies by, as it always does. I think we need to focus more on the present moment before entering another season of family life. And, of course, the obvious that I have been avoiding, I am also entering a new season.
