Oh, how I used to adore you! As the days grew longer and your warmth beckoned, I awaited your arrival with the same enthusiasm I once had for indulging in a rich dessert after a cleanse. You represented a vibrant energy that nourished everything around you, freeing my toes, spirit, and body from the confines of winter’s heavy layers.
For many, you herald the season of carefree beach outings and joyful gatherings. You inspire weddings, street festivals, and delightful meals under the open sky. Yet, as the years roll on, I’ve found our relationship increasingly complicated—thanks to my kids.
You breeze in and out with such swift intensity that I often feel overwhelmed. Each departure leaves me feeling a mix of nostalgia and exhaustion, as your fleeting presence marks the milestones of my children’s rapid growth. From end-of-year performances to graduation ceremonies, each moment feels like a bittersweet reminder of how quickly time passes.
The challenge lies in my desire to be fully engaged in every event, yet I often feel like I’m only managing to skim the surface—there’s just not enough time to fully immerse myself. With weeks packed with multiple ceremonies and endless celebrations, I find myself yearning for a break, much like I did two decades ago. Then there’s the added stress of half days and random days off as the school year races to an end, a logistical nightmare for any working parent.
Your insistence on making plans—barbecues, social events, and outings—can be relentless. It’s as though you’re testing my ability to balance my own needs with those of my children while trying to maintain a sense of adult fulfillment. To make matters worse, I’ve reached that stage in life where wearing short-shorts feels more awkward than liberating.
I acknowledge that I’ve become a bit distant. It’s not you—it’s me. Everything is moving at a breakneck pace, and I crave the time and space to truly feel and process my emotions. Perhaps once my children are grown and find their own way, I can rekindle our carefree romance. Just imagine: lounging on a beach, flipping through magazines, instead of being splashed by energetic kids wielding water balloons.
But for now, my focus needs to be on these fleeting moments with my kids. I’m hopeful that our bond will endure, and we will eventually find our way back to the joy we once shared.
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In summary, while my relationship with you has evolved, I believe our love can withstand the test of time. Until we meet again, I’ll cherish the moments I have with my children and look forward to a future filled with sunlight and laughter.