| Well, it happened. My first Easter with no egg hunts. All the kids are old enough that at the family gathering yesterday we did not hunt eggs. Instead my brother had a fun game with a ball and a muffin tin. The kids still got some eggs but instead of 100 of them with little candies, we spent the same money and did larger prizes, just fewer of them. It was a ton of fun and all the kids loved it, unfortunately. I say unfortunately because quietly, I was a little sad that that particular ship has sailed. It was a subtle reminder that nothing stays the same, there isn’t always next year for a tradition. Sometimes because someone is no longer with us, sometimes because the kids grow up, sometimes for some other “life” reason. I read a quote one time that (paraphrased) said that one day your parents set you down and never picked you back up. You likely don’t remember that day. And it was likely highly unimportant. But it happened. Subtle moving on, moving forward, evolving, growing up, maturing, whatever you want to call it. I’m not writing this to make you sad or bring you down. I’m also not writing this to say “savor every moment.” I honestly hate that thought process as it is nearly impossible and just opens the door for guilt. I have NOT savored every moment as I have also been building a career and living life. That may sound selfish but it is what it is. I personally carry enough guilt for life decisions that have impacted my kids. I don’t need to pile on the guilt of not savoring every moment. All that said, I write this to acknowledge that little moment that I had yesterday where life moved on, moved “forward” and a little something is now in the past. Funny thing is, all the kids, even the youngest, was ok with it. They had fun. That might have made it a little more bitter than sweet. That means I am the one holding onto it. Not them. Anyway, enjoy your rainy day. Eeyore out. |
