It has been a busy summer, and sometimes what you plan takes a skip and hop, or feels like a record scratching (because I grew up in the era of vinyl records).
The best part of this summer was having all my children back in Ohio for a glorious week. This is the equivalent of the planets aligning, and we maximized our time together. Of course, my personal highlight was having my grandson around, and I could not get enough of him.
The rest of my summer has been work, which has me driving all over Northeast Ohio, boating when it finally stopped raining, and just trying to find the balance internally of the chaos of everyday life.
When you are a young child, summer is a different feeling. Carefree, chasing butterflies, catching frogs, and having an ice cream treat now and then. This past weekend, we had plans to unwind on the lake and enjoy a weekend of boating. Sometimes we are successful. It turned into a stressful situation at one point that we had to leave the boat for safety concerns. We ended up in a hotel for the night and really took stock of the situation, which could have been much worse. In the morning, we grabbed some coffee and sat outside in the parking lot of the hotel, just trying to figure out what to do next. A short while later, I watched a dad with his adorable little girl make their way through the parking lot to grab her some breakfast. In a moment, I watched her stop, look at her daddy, and tell him she needed to walk the curb surrounding a garden. He waited patiently for her to finish, and when she was done, she took a little jump of joy.
There it was. Joy in the most simple form. Daddy had one plan, and she intercepted it with her little hiccup to walk on a curb. No one can walk a straight path in life, but sometimes the hiccup does bring you joy.
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