They come home today. It’s the single month out of the year I have with both my girls full-time.
This has been our reality since the divorce. But this year, it’s different. Damnit.
Technically, my Big Girl is an adult now, so she doesn’t even have to be here. She can choose to stay home with her mother, hang out with her friends, or do anything she wants. She’s an “adult.”
Me: Hey baby, are you coming home with us this summer? Your adult so…
Her: Of course. I can’t wait.
Me: Of course!
She is choosing us. This fills my little heart with joy.
Typically, I would work on the business year-round. In previous years, I would attend business networking events every week, plus any business meeting that would come up.
But in June, it would all be paused. I would still take care of any clients that were already on the roster.
But June was ours. Just us.
What’s the point of all the work? What purpose does it serve if I can’t be present? They were the reason I quit my job.
I didn’t have any significant plans since I didn’t have much money to spend. In the early years, we spent a lot of time at public parks taking swimming lessons. I even had a few business meetings at the pool with some brave souls.
But now it’s different. My girls are older, and they each have their own schedules to manage.
My youngest has a job and is out of the house by 4:30 am. The oldest is starting an internship while working on her photography and bakery gigs.
We’ll figure it out. We always do. And we will have a ton of new stories, lessons, and memories to remember the summer of 2021 fondly. It’s just different.