Doing our best to settle into summer as only three adults with two cars, one internship, three jobs, one hockey schedule, living across two states can. In a totally not-zen way, of course. We’ll find our groove, but we’re not there yet. At least, I’m not there yet.
Like most everyone else in the northeast, we miss the sun and wouldn’t mind a little warmth on our skin. We push through with the garden and while the peas are enjoying a notably cool spring, tomatoes and peppers are curled up in a terribly sad state, wishing for a sleeping bag and maybe a campfire to warm their chilly bones. (Hang in there!)
Declining my invite to hang all summer in Vermont, Emily went ahead and landed a gubernatorial internship in addition to her full time job at debate camp. When I asked if she knew her tasks for the internship she replied, “Not exactly yet because we’ll be in contact as it gets closer, but I expressed interest in policy development and voter data.” So I guess she has no plans to make coffee runs and stuff envelopes. Well, if all of that gets old and she feels like hitting the trail, foraging for mushrooms, or soaking up the relatively demure Vermont sun with her mom, she knows where to find me.
It’s nice to have Emily home. Her first year away at college was a whirlwind, as these things tend to be, and I’ve not done a very good homeschool-mom-blogger job of covering all that. There is still much to write about from a home education perspective, because even though she is now immersed in mainstream institutional education, she is experiencing it through the lens of someone who’s only known complete freedom in learning. There is a lot to unpack there. I should spend some time hashing it out in this space. No promises though, because I tend to lose interest in a topic once I promise to write about it, but we’ll see.
My sister called a few moments ago and asked if I’d heard the news about what happened in Maine yesterday. Before I could hear “it’s good news,” my mind wandered to images of hate crimes or some other terrible thing, and in the same moment I was disappointed for having such an automated response. As it turns out, while dad was at treatment yesterday, a good samaritan in the form of his cousin’s paving company surprised mom and dad with a brand new driveway. A brand new driveway! Even expanded it a little in all the right places to ease mobility for this point in their lives. And for sure they took the pavement rightuptothehouse which is classic Northern Maine. Can you imagine such a gesture? There are good people everywhere, but man, it’s a different world up there. My sister and I aren’t sure if this was a family-wide conspiracy, or if dad’s cousin acted alone, either way we are overwhelmed with gratitude.
Anyway. Cheers to settling into summer, and cheers to the good samaritans of the world.