I’m sitting at my computer on a quiet Monday. Quiet, as in no one’s around, but I can hear the trash trucks and trains go by. There’s a light breeze today and I know the times when I can open the doors and windows to let it in are dwindling, so I am taking full advantage. Some of my favorite “fall” songs are playing now. None about leaves or wind or pumpkins or anything, but songs like Beach Baby by Bon Iver that I’ve been listening to ever since I started this blog and stayed home on Mondays to write it.
I want to say this weekend was better than the last; I want to say this weekend was better than most, but I don’t feel right comparing them. I guess all days are good if they help you grow and live a more enlightened kind of life. When I think of the word enlightened I think of yoga class and my mom and that book by Eckhart Tolle I’m always meaning to finish. Nevertheless, there were some really bright spots over the last two days. Not the least of which was a surprise party for Kevin. He didn’t expect it at all. He was so overwhelmed by the surprise he might have even cried, but you didn’t hear it from me! It was awesome. It’s crazy how someone who isn’t actually in your family can feel like such a big part of it. I’m so lucky and happy to have Kevin in my life (and in my parent’s backyard most days 🙂 .
Scott’s mom and dad decided last minute to come down for the festivities too. The waves and weather were perfect. Usually it wouldn’t matter to them if the waves were good or not (except that they usually like to watch us surf), but this time they got out on the water in the kayaks and rode some of them. Carolyn actually had a major wipeout that sent us all running down the beach, but almost exactly after she popped up from it, she was back in the seat saying that at least she didn’t have to worry about getting wet now. My dad’s been pretty into this whole sea kayaking thing lately, getting all the gadgets he can for them (floating sunglasses?), so he was happy to give a few lessons and even took Carolyn all the way out to the kelp bed where the lobster traps lay.
We all watched the sunset until the moon showed up and then we embraced and dispersed before the Charger game started. As I’m typing this, that song Janglin’ by Edward Sharpe and the Magnetic Zeros just came on and I’m reminded of sitting covered by a blanket someone spilled coke on as we watched the band perform it during a summer sunset. I think this means, in the calm of fall, I am finally finding the fondness I hoped I would for summer and all that went on during that time. I’m also feeling like this past summer is just beginning to teach me about letting go of a little of the control I try to have over my life. There’s a lot of good that can come from things you don’t expect.