I spent this weekend enjoying my last weekend with the girls before school starts Sept 3. (What? There's one more weekend, you say? Yes, I know. But that's a daddy weekend ... so I got to do our last play weekend this weekend. Therefore, writing FMF on Monday this week.)
On Fridays, we follow 3 easy rules.
1. write for 5 minutes flat. No editing, backtracking, over thinking. Typos welcome. (As much as I hate them, I try to leave them, except when it alters the meaning of what I was writing. Then, confession, I fix it).
2. Link up here. Invite others to join.
3. And then, the best part. You visit the person who linked up before you and leave them encouragement in their comments. It's the rule. And the heart of our FMF community.
So, here you have it. My 5 minutes on
LAST
It's the end of summer, and we're getting to the first day of school. Which is the :LAST first day of kindergarten in this house. I have 2 darling little girls, and am so blessed to have them both in my life. There were days when I thought we'd have more kids, and so I wonder if I didn't hold onto - savor - the last "first" memories as well as I might have. But the reality is that my immediate family is a family of 3. So I give thanks for the girls under my roof and take an extra minute to pause with each of them. Remembering the last firsts, and rejoicing with them both at their first firsts (S's first day of 3rd grade, A's first day of kindergarten) instead of wishing the moments away with thoughts of "there will not be another one with a first day of kindergarten". Celebrating my girls' fabulous love for school; their joy at walking out the door to a year filled with excitement. The lasts still come, to be sure, but the perspective is so much better when I savor the lasts as I watch them look at those very same moments as their firsts.
STOP.
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