This weekend, upon returning home from a fabulous getaway with some high school friends, I was relieved to see the daffodil fields were still in bloom, untouched by the impending
At dinner last night Daughter told me that she and her friend Olivia spent most of the day Saturday picking flowers and delivering them to friends and family.
I'm so grateful they were able to share these cheerful flowers with others.
Speaking of cheer, my weekend away with friends was outstanding, just what the doctor ordered. There was an overabundance of sunshine, laughter and the scent of ocean air. It was just the sort of rejuvenation my stressed-out soul needed.
This week, in addition to the usual running around for work and Daughter's soccer, I will travel with Son to Charlottesville for a Visit UVA Day, filled with activities intended to sway a potential student to accept their offer of admission and introduce them to daily life on grounds.
I'm looking forward to it.
Even if I feel like just yesterday I was the one trotting off to college instead of bearing down hard on the age of 50.