The summer days have begun, with quiet time on the porch together.
With swimming at Grandma's.
With watering plants and spying pops of sumptuous color.
With greenhouse trips.
With sunshine that ministers to the soul.
With bare feet in grassy cushion.
With an out of state friend visiting and fitting right in with the Blossoms.
With little kids graduating, children that romped their childhoods with the Blossoms now growing into adulthood.
With garden green goodness on our table.
With wedding planning and pretty rural apartment hunting for Blossom1 and her fiance. (I think he needs a blog name on here!)
With Italy globe-trotting for Blossom2.
So many brights spots around here amidst hard things and everyday bumps and trials and summer work.
It's possible to celebrate great victories
and beautiful poignant motherhood moments
in the midst of pain and sorrow.
We lost my uncle unexpectedly last weekend.
I cannot even process this tragic loss. His is a legacy of love, of children, of grand children, of quality time, and investing in family. He spent years simply showing up for family.
Thinking about him propels me into times of reflection on what matters most in this little flash of a life on the radar of eternity.
Family.
Relationships.
Quality time.
Practically showing up.
Helping.
Loving.
I'm taking these musings with me through the pain and also the sunshine of these May days.
Dominique