Summer is the space between springs promise and fall's bounty. Summer is the season to grow.
As a child I often suffered terrible growing pains in my legs, the kind that would wake you up from sleep. My mother would give me a baby aspirin and tuck me back into bed. I would whimper in my bed as I waited for the medicine to work. This would wake my older sister. She would get up and wrap my legs in the afghan that Aunt Marg knit. As long as I could remember the people who loved and cared for me always helped me with my growing pains.
I have experienced so much growth this year. It's not surprising. My one little word for 2011 was thrive:
(1) to make steady progress; prosper.
(2) to grow vigorously; flourish
Maybe I didn't think my word all the way through. Growth often uncomfortable. And while a baby aspirin and my legs lovingly wrapped in a blanket isn't going to help my growing pains, it is still my family that I am look to for comfort and encouragement.
When I was editing my pictures, putting together the collages for this post, I felt overwhelming feeling of love and pride. Seeing us camping, at the beach or just hanging out together, I know that John and I have built a strong foundation. A strong base that will support all of us as we grow and thrive.
