Somehow, we have arrived at the last day of July. I have no idea how this happened. Seems to me we just got through the end of school, and graduations, and spring allergy season. Suddenly, *BAM*! We are entering the month which signals back-to-school sales, carpool plans, moving to college and multiple tuition payments.
I've considered lamenting the unbelievably rapid passing of time, but instead have decided to look forward. No point in reviewing what I thought summer might bring, as it still has a few weeks to surprise me. Rather, what do I want tomorrow to be? How do I want it to look? What do I want to share with people with whom I come in contact? What do I want for my family? My Home? My job?
In no particular order of priority or importance: I would like my daughter to settle into college, and find in and for her classes an enthusiasm and success she may have missed in high school. I would like my oldest son to finish his master's degree on schedule and be accepted into the dental school of his choice. I would like my youngest children to find their first years of high school both challenging and managable. I would like Chad and I to carve out some "couple time" amidst the chaos of once again being the sole transportation for not one but two high school students (how I will miss my other driver!). I would like to FINALLY tackle the house redecorating task of which I've dreamed for several years, even if it is just paint. I would like to find a schedule which allows me to keep my job and still keep my sanity amidst the challenging kid schedules. I would like to see the morale in my workplace returned to the level it was when I hired on. I would like to find the time to be a resource for expectant and new moms, either within or outside my job, to somehow impact the next generation of parents and children. Surely somethign I have learned in the last 20 years could be valuable those who look at the next 20 with fear and trepidation. I would like to see our country on a firm financial foundation, so that my grandchildren don't look back and wonder how this generation could morally and financially have bankrupted their future.
I have no idea why I am pondering both the mundane and the mountainous. Perhaps it is the current political unrest, or the incessent hundred-degree heat index, or possibly even a desire to avoid returning to my kitchen (which requires more attention to cleaning detail that I have energy today). When I read over my list, which is certainly not all inclusive, I find things over which I have great control. More, however, can be impacted only by fervent and hopeful prayers. I think I'll tackle those things first. After all, tomorrow is another day!
