End of the school year always feels special. I guess because my two daughters are teachers, I still get to share in that feeling. Thursday is Jenny's last day with her kindergarten class. She says it will be tough to say goodbye. Andrea is helping with high school graduation on Saturday, then she should be done.
Parents can kick back and relax a little. No homework. No projects due. Laundry is not as important (or was that just me?)
In the south the heat slows things down, too.
This summer I have made a special promise to myself to go to my city's spectacular water park - in a swimsuit! Vanity be damned.
That place holds some of my best memories of the kids when they were little. Also of Paul and me having fun. There's this funnel slide that took my breath away. Literally. Paul and I shared a tube and all the terrifying way down, I could not stop laughing and I couldn't catch my breath. I can close my eyes and feel what I felt that day some 20 years ago. It was exhilarating!
I don't necessarily want to repeat that experience, but I do want to play in the water park. I miss it and it's about time I get over myself and embrace my expanded body. It's my stupid false pride and the delusion that I would lose the weight that has kept me away.
Not this summer!
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