Psychotically Sane

I am so desperately in need of spring, warm weather and more time spent outside, I’m driving myself a tad insane by processing pictures I took the other day. Pictures I shot when it was in the low 70′s and the breeze gently blowing while Skyler played baseball and hide and seek. Where I felt so centered and calm, with no worries or no cares, where the only thing that mattered was spending that time with Skyler, playing and laughing. Him telling me to hide so he could count. As he counted “1, 2, 3, 7, 12, 10!! Ready not! Here I come!” and he wandered aimlessly around the front yard calling out for me. “Mommmmmmy. Where are you?” and then falling in a fit of giggles as I pop out of my hiding place. I can picture the smile on his face as he tells me that he’s going to hide and it’s my turn to count. I cover my eyes, peeking through just enough so he can’t notice I’m watching him and he runs and hides behind a big bush. I count and proclaim that I’m coming to find him and in a matter of seconds I hear giggling coming from the bush. I know he’s watching me, waiting for me to find him, while I pretend that I have no clue where he is. I hear more giggling and then with a laughing expression he jumps out from behind the tree and runs to me wrapping his arms around my legs. He’s so proud to tell me that I couldn’t find him. Then tells me not once, but several times, “I was hiding in the bush!”. These are the memories I want to make. It seems like I can’t have these memories in the winter, or else I just haven’t figure out how to make them just yet. So give my spring, give me warm weather and weekends in the pool. So I can have memories to look back on when things are down and I need a smile on my face….

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