random 2nd-grade school art: bringer of happiness
Oh, ha ha ha (mirthless chuckle)...was it really only 8 days ago that I wrote that post below? You know, about spring and sun and health (implicit) and happiness? Hmmm. That sort of seems like a lifetime ago.
Since we last spoke, winter returned (a few times, I think...) and the third of the four of us fell prey to strep throat. (I am the last man standing, so to speak. I have already begged the gods of bacterial infections to spare me, as I am the mama, and moms can't get sick, so....pray for me.)
I wrote on Facebook yesterday that I'm going to stop saying, "Of course it will be warm and nice out soon; there's no way it can stay wintry until May for x years in a row!" every year, and instead start planning my fantasy move to a climate in which it's not cold out for SIX MONTHS OF THE YEAR. I mean, honestly. That is just simply ridic!! Who lives in a place where you can't really go outside comfortably for fully half of each year? Especially when being outdoors in sunshiny warmth is something you enjoy? The insanity.
I have to point out that when I was growing up here, and when we made the decision to move back here, and when we got jobs here, and then bought houses here, and made tons of amaaaaaazing friends here, and fell in love with our college town here, THE CLIMATE WAS NOT THIS BAD. That is the God's honest truth. It never used to be like this. Snow on April 29th (I'm talking about YOU, last evening!)--or on May 2nd--was most definitely not a thing. This is a very recent development, an unsettling one at best.
Now. Despite the above, life hasn't been all weepiness and strep cultures. Between the spring 4th-grade choir concert, in which "Ring of Fire" was admirably performed by 9- and 10-year-olds, sending the parental audience into fits of delight while the younger siblings asked, "Why do you know this song?" and confided, "This song is weird!"; upcoming testing for the girls' Tae Kwon Do yellow belts (so exciting! testing day on Saturday in a far north Minneapolis suburb at the head TKD school!), ongoing swimming lessons and guitar practice, playdates and school field trips and homework and work, well...as always, life as a mom of school-agers is never dull, never empty, never really unhappy---not even when it's snowing and someone has strep. There's always so much auxiliary joy--those little experiences of satisfaction and happiness that exist around the edges of every day and pepper even the coldest, wettest, windiest afternoons when you're a mom. You can't escape it. It's the best part of having children; this guarantee of goodness in life.
Ah well. Time to move on. Kids to feed and medicate and hug and love up, shopping lists to attack, laundry to do, work shifts to show up for. Moments to appreciate. Prayers to say, for safety and happiness and most of all SPRING.