You may already know.. I've been living up at Redfish Lake this summer, working full-time, as a Nanny. I've been here since the end of May, and have one week left.
Where has the time gone??
I'm finding, as I have more and more life experiences, that time is always relative, and whether it is observed or not, looking back, it always runs out more quickly than expected. This can be pleasant, or not. For me, it always is a taste of bitter-sweet. One when tasted multiple times becomes a kind of beautiful. A flavor that makes a person want to weep and rejoice at the very same time.
In a bitter-sweet way, more sweet than bitter, this summer has been a summer of healing, and growth. Physically, emotionally, socially, mentally, spiritually, family-ally... in every 'ally' way. I would touch on all these ways but alas, time is short and it would be wise for me to get to sleep soon.
My Grandmother once shared with me, from an anonymous author,
"The weaving and mending of lives that some may become perfected is the challenge of our talents and the joy of eternities."
This has been the theme of my summer of two thousand and ten. Weaving, and mending. Mending, and weaving.
Goodness, My time is running out.
Time time time.
As this summer comes to a close, I want to weep and rejoice. I also have a taste of a bitter-sweet; The sweet definitely outweighs the bitter.
I'm weaving and mending. Mending and weaving. and it. is. beautiful.