Life, where have you gone? I know we had some good times together during the summer months. Looking back: I remember the end of June found me not celebrating my 25th year anniversary the way I imagined I would. How young we were.
Sitting on a beach writing postcards would have been ideal, without the bikini and goofy sunglasses though. Instead of a margarita a fruity drink would work. Hawaii wa
s the plan, the plan failed.
Because I love my Soldier son so much, (my only son) I promised to for go my celebration for camping. The Man was down with that, what an inexpensive way to celebrate. Soldier son would be home on leave for two weeks. Being with nature can be beautiful in itself. What's the harm I thought. We could have some time to ourselves maybe sneak away into the woods for a long hike together. Boy was I wrong. The 4th of July weekend was the wrong time along with people (my brothers) tagging along. Could have and should have been fun. First half of the day at a crummy campsite (boat dock makeshift camping) without running water nor flushing toilets, there were moments of cohesiveness and relaxation. Solder son became the fire starter. Setting up a house of twigs.
Laziness was found swinging in the hammocks by others.
The Man did deserve to kick back a bit.
Night fell, sleep was needed but there would be none to be had. Drinks were pouring heavily, craziness was all around. Boom, boom, boom, all night long. A couple of fights broke out as well. Nature, where was nature? It was nice being back with my brothers once again, but their scene happens not to be this old gals scene at all. Soldier son wanted to hit the road at day break for he was not having fun as well. The rest of the weekend would be far to hot. The state of misery and sleep deprivation would make it quite difficult to stay pleasant. My younger brother could feel my discomfort and was very understanding and knew I was planning to leave. Always make reservations for a holiday camping weekend months in advance, they let you do this online now, go with those who camp as you do and respects the night and quiet time
.Above all campground with rules a sundown. State Parks have this.
.Back in Ohio and our kind of fun begins. First up a well deserved and needed nap, later that night see a movie. Next on soldier sons list Waterpark, yes he would not go without his parents. Top it all off Family cookout.
Perfect.
July also held a birthday celebration of Katie doodle. No fancy cake this year, took her out for 
sushi and bar hopping, Followed by a family gathering. Kt is a no fuss kinda girl and I believe and hope she enjoyed herself.
It is fun to look back remember and document these moments, pictures captured during these moments make me smile and say I did have a summer and a little semblance of life outside of work. My days and nights flow into each other and the moments I have for fun are far and few. Seems as if I am strapped to a sewing machine majority of the time I spend awake. Time off is difficult to find and puts me behind in work when I do take it off. The proof of moments spent with the ones I love are in photos taken with love by me. A picture is worth a thousand words. I will always have a camera by my side and capture every moment handed to me. I say action, lights, camera, shoot.
It was a sad and distressing August and may be difficult to document. We wanted August to speed by, sadly it dragged it’s feet in turmoil with others. (Next post)
Winter is slowly but surely creeping up on us putting the heat behind and the holidays with loved ones in the forefront. I am catching up for these new pages of my life.
