Phases.

I've honestly lost track of which phase this would be, but if there is a precursor to empty nest this would be it.  On the tail end of storm clouds, summer vacation arrives. 

Today was my last day alone with Elijah. 

This Fall he enters the world of school.  Another woman will not only hold his attention but his affection as well.

Ethan lived his youth in daycare and pre-k.  Elaina soaked up one solid year at home, while I got my sea-legs.  Elijah basked in three entire mommy filled years.

With my heart in my throat we commenced our day. 

What does a perfect day for a 5 year old look like?

It starts with a stroll downtown. 

Stopping to watch a bird in the awning above a store. 

Waving at a toddler crawling through mannequin legs. 

Staring in awe at rapid water as it disappears underground. 

Ice cold strawberries and cream licked greedily off a straw. 

A surprise stop at a favorite sweet shop. 

Lunch on a blanket with Frank and Jessica squirrel as they snatch up all the apple they possibly can. 

Back in the car, a sudden cry to stop, simply to drop a stick in a tiny stream and watch it flow all the way to the pond below.

And with that our phase has ended. 



Will this time shape him differently than the other two? 

Will he encourage his future wife to sacrifice career to the infinitely more important role of mom?

Bell rings, two more enter. 

Arguing ensues, tears flow, the injustice of imagined lack.

Heart firmly pushed back down in place, one long, deep breath before diving into this next phase. 

Summer begins.