I had breakfast with my friend Kristen recently and we got on the topic of living in the moment versus planning ahead to the point where you aren’t paying attention to the now. We both struggle with this, thinking about the next thing or how great life will be when fill-in-the-blank happens instead of being present and enjoying the season we’re in. The future: it’s my favorite thing to think about, but it always makes the presence less appealing.
So I’m trying to slow down and focus on the here and now, seeing what today is instead of next week or next month or next season. This is really hard to do when the internet’s favorite season, fall, is coming up soon. Everyone is talking pumpkin spice crap (gag me) and counting down the moments until they can wear scarves and sweaters.
I get it, I feel the push too.
(skirt: Old Navy, sweater: Stitch Fix, sandals: really old [similar], and necklace: Forever 21) (photos by Kaitlyn Meeks Photography)
My favorite season has always been fall; fall holds my birthday, a break from school, my wedding anniversary, and a personal favorite, Halloween. But like someone said on Instagram recently, they’re not wishing for the end of summer because there will never be a time when their kids are this age again.
That realization hit home for me.
I will never have another summer with my three year old and five year old daughters. Next time summer rolls around, they’ll be bigger, more independent, less baby. They’ll need me less. They’ll be busier. I’ll be older and so will they.
So even though I’m wearing a sweater and occasionally dreaming about boots and layers, I try to stop myself before things get too carried away. I don’t want to wish away this time right now. I don’t want to rush it.