Here is one of my extra daughters (not actually related to me) decorating a rice krispie cake for my big Halloween party. She arrived at 2:00 in the afternoon and the last guest left at 2:00 in the morning. The party was a lot of kids and a lot of food and a lot a fun.
Today was all about eating leftovers and washing the last of the pots and pans. Tomorrow Drama Girl gets on a plane and heads back to college. The truth is hitting me that this is another of "the lasts" - the last Halloween with kids in the house. Shall I get rid of a lot of these decorations when I pack things up or wait and make decisions about them next year? Will I be sad to unpack them next year or will I want to put some of their favorite things out again?
As the top picture shows, a lot of the friends of my kids have become part of the fabric of our family. When my kids move on, these amazing young people will too, and I mourn the loss of all of them.
Tonight I am trying to be brave. I choose to be philosophical and optimistic. This was one of the last of the great kids parties, but there will be other celebrations with them in other ways in the future. I cannot stop the passage of time, and the best I can ever do is save the memory for myself. This is why I blog.
It was great. It was a lot of work. It was all worth it.
Day 3 of Let Freedom Ring
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My mom kept most of the Halloween/Christmas/etc stuff, even though she doesn't put it out every year. She also allowed us to scavenge in it so that my brother and I could take decor from our childhood home into our houses and families as adults if we wanted.
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