The other day, the kids came home announcing that there are only 25 days of school left.
Before I continue, hear me. I really love my kids. And I’m excited for summer! I’m excited for the lake. For no deadlines. For sleeping in. For sunshine and easy food. I am NOT dreading summer!
But my reaction definitely appeared otherwise.
WHERE. DID. TIME. GO.
This has been the most bizarre few months of our lives, and because of it, time both inched and BLEW by. I could not comprehend how CLOSE we are to the end of the school year!! AAAHHH!!! I am SO ill prepared!!! I still can’t wrap my head around it, and guys? That was a week ago already!!!
This has been the fastest and slowest year of my life. The days have been thankless and long and just incredibly difficult. What a time, my gosh. I have driven to the hospital right around one hundred times. I have experienced heavy grief. I have seen my kids through struggle and confusion, and Brady through surgery, pulmonary emboli, rehab, paraplegia, and radiation. This has been an endurance game like none other. It has draaaaaagged.
Yet, its almost June. WHERE. DID. TIME. GO. The kids are almost done school. Solly already is, but the older three will be done in just a few short weeks. I feel so unprepared, yet there is legitimately NO WAY I could’ve prepared or gotten ahead of anything more than I have.
These are just the times.
Its ok. Cookies help. No rest for the weary. Unless, of course, we rest in God, which we do. I’m grateful, but I don’t feel as rested as I’d like.