this weekend was my last of the summer, although the italian schools do not begin until september, i return to work this week. summer is always a tough one for me to let go of - especially when we are able to spend it all together. we chose to celebrate the memories this summer made for us this past weekend...and of course, a celebration is deserving of proseco.
don't get me wrong, living over here is my dream, and we hope to hold on to it for as long as possible. but as with all life, the moments here are not always rosy. some days i wallow in the trenches of "am i doing this right" self-talk about parenting issues, or simply miss my girlfriends back home and wish we could easily meet up, or get frustrated over my seemingly slow understanding of the italian language, or ponder still what i'd like to be when i grow up ;)
but i'm taking a new approach around here lately - choosing to celebrate the moments we are in - to acknowledge them, give them voice, and then allow them to gently filter through to memory. with the good ones, there is always that bittersweetness that follows. with the not so rosy moments, it's much easier to shoo those suckers away; but i am really trying to appreciate the lesson, the opportunity they present before completely putting them behind me. i suppose this is the notion of mindfulness, being present, or living more fully in the moment. i am okay with this.
here's to celebrating the bittersweet passing of summer with the clink of our glasses...cin-cin