The sky as we left Legoland last night at 8pm. My throat tightened as we walked towards the golden sky. One more day here, so we are headed towards the sunset of this most-anticipated trip. I’ve been sad about leaving all day, even though, as Whit says, “We have another day! Bright side!” We are also headed towards the sunset of this summer, this season in our lives, the August when Grace was 9 and Whit was 7. It’s all so sweet, and so short, I can’t stand it.
I feel that sunset…I remember our days in San Diego. How young my two were, how long ago and just yesterday it seems, how I long to honor my 9 and 7 year-olds with exquisite childhoods. Beautiful, Lindsey.
I feel that sunset, too. Just yesterday I was driving down the road in the middle of the day, broad daylight, and there was something about the quality of the light, the realization that it wasn’t as intense as it was even a few weeks ago, that made me realize that the summer is almost over. It caused me to shiver a little bit.
The end of summer is a bit sad indeed. But your post also made me think of this line from Steel Magnolias…”I’d rather have thirty minutes of wonderful than a lifetime of nothing special.” 🙂