Spreading their wings

My summer is coming to an end as I find myself back at work, beginning to prepare for the upcoming school year. Reflecting on this past month, I can’t help but think that this summer marked something special on my journey as a mother. It was one of those barely perceivable shifts, the kind that can pass you right by while your busy driving the kids to soccer, making school lunches and trying to get everyone out the door in the morning. Perhaps that’s why it took a break to notice what was happening all around us. July in Northern Michigan offers that break. There is no where to be, no schedule, no busy calendar of events. The days role out with a gentle rhythm of play, whether it be board games, boat rides or backyard badminton. The shift that I noticed is one that has left me incredibly emotional, prone to pouring over family photo albums and remembering when my boys were just wee babies. This summer was the summer they spread their wings. They have a newfound independence and confidence that comes from a combination of age and an incredible year of school under their belts. I watched my son ride his two-wheel bike down the lane by himself. I said goodbye as the boys ran out of the house and over to their friend’s house. I buckled them in and waved goodbye as they drove away, off for a day’s adventure with my younger brother. I beamed with pride as they explored new hobbies with passion, Vik falling especially hard for the sport of golf and Vijay displaying bravery with his tubing skills. My boys still need me, of course. There are meals to make, and scraped knees to bandage, clothes to wash and sandy bodies to scrub clean. And luckily each night they still love nothing more than snuggling close together while we read. But things are changing, as they do every single day in this journey we call motherhood. I remember when I used to long for a moment when a little body wasn’t needing my attention, and now I find myself practically tackling them with hugs and cuddles at every turn. I also remember feeling particularly crabby when older mother’s told me wistfully how fast the time flies (this was when the days seemed to drag and the nights were sleepless and there were endless diapers to change). And yet they were right. They were so very right.  Vik turned five while we were in Michigan and we celebrated with a big party, attended by all of the friends my boys have grown up with in the summers. I am so incredibly thankful for the gift of Northern Michigan, and for our time there every summer. I find it hard to put into words how restful, restorative and magical our time at the lake is for our whole family. It is a chance for my children to grow closer to their grandparents, aunts and uncles. It is a time for us all to have a break from work, camp, school and the general busyness of our “real life.” Mostly it is a chance to be together, in a setting that is too beautiful for words. And for those of you that have followed this unfolding story I wanted to let you know that my mom is doing so well. She is back to having a sparkle in her eye and a spring in her step. She is back to gardening and drawing, hiking and biking, and generally living her life with joy. It is nothing short of a miracle, friends. This coming year promises so much more growth. There will be a busy school year with new teachers and friends. There’s always so much to learn, and such room to grow. I plan to head into this year with the intention of enjoying it all; the busy moments, and the quiet ones. I plan to hold tight to my dear, sweet boys while at the same time watching with awe as they spread their wings.

Your thoughts on “Spreading their wings

  1. So happy to hear your mom is doing well and that your family enjoyed another wonderful summer in Michigan! You are entering the golden years of childhood and they are so very sweet. What a marvel it is to see our littles individuate and spread their wings. It’s the roots you’ve nurtured and the nest you maintain that allows for this unfettered freedom! Wishing you a lovely autumn and auspicious start to the new school year!

    1. Thank you so much for your kind words, Cynthia. It really is a marvel (and privilege) to watch them grow. I can’t believe my oldest is entering grade school. We’re gearing up for an action-packed fall and we’re all very excited!

  2. Beautiful. I’m glad you were able to go to Michigan this summer. I was thinking of you and your mom just last week and said a prayer for y’all.

    1. That means so much to me, Nina. I love the idea that people might read my blog and include my mom in their thoughts and prayers. She’s an amazing women and we’re so glad she’s feeling better! xo

  3. “And yet they were right. They were so very right.”
    I am finding myself in a similar spot to you right now, with my little boys spreading their wings as well, and it is so bittersweet…. Your words touched me deeply. Enjoy the rest of summer and the bounty that it brings.

    1. Bittersweet is the perfect word for it, Eva. On one hand I am so proud, and filled with wonder at all they are doing these days, but on the other I realize the more their wings grow the farther they can fly. Thank you so much for your kind words and for taking to time to comment. xo

  4. Don’t feel like childhood ends as each stage is still amazing and fun (even though it seems that older children couldn’t be as much fun as toddlers). I love how well you capture the love of northern Michigan that so many of us feel. Beautiful pictures and words.

    1. Thank you for your sweet words Mrs. T. I definitely am cherishing this stage and all the wonder that comes along with it, as I have with all the stages, but I can’t lie…I do miss their chubby baby cheeks and cuddly ways! Luckily I won’t be missing it for long! 😉 I’m so glad I was able to see you this summer, even if I was operating at about 20%. 🙁

  5. Hi Christine, I’m not on Instagram, so I wondered if you might also put the link to your pop-up shop here? I’d really like to see all the great stuff you brought back from India.

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