This summer has officialy ended a few days ago. But I run on another calendar, I want to prolong it a little bit.

Today it was the last day of the summer holiday. It seemed like any other day, I guess that only the emotions of the adults or older kids would add something special to it.

This was a beautiful summer. A time to rest and warm our hearts, to plan new adventures and to reflect on the last ones. For me it wasn’t just a walk in the park, even if I took a lot of those. But I think that when you hit the rough is because you can always find your way to the calmer waters. That the sweat and the tears are also a reminder of who we are and what we need sometimes to do to get back to us.

For my daughter it was a holiday to remember. She played and laughed and slept a lot. She grew a little and now she is another her, a bit more independent from us and a bit more resilient from the rules. Things not necessary bad for her, things that maybe we encourage her to be. In order to see the world through your own eyes, you have to know what is the thing you see.

For us as a family is was time together and time apart, as in any other season. It was joy and exploration and boredom sometimes, if someone can still get bored in 2023 🙂

Tomorrow we go back to duty. My daughter to school, she’ll start second grade; her father to his work and me to mine. Mother, wife and when time allowes it, creator. And all the other jobs that I have, even if they are somehow not so visible. But I feel all of them and they make me who I am.

I wish all of us a good autumn, with sunny days and not so windy ones. And if we get in the way of a windy one, we must remember that we have to stay strong and wait for it to end. The bad times always ends and we get back to us.