How can today be July 26th already?

Where has the summer gone? I can list a variety of activities and now our summer vacation that are behind me, but have I really enjoyed my days? Is it about the busyness, or is it about the enjoyment?

I can say that we've eaten much better the last couple months (minus the car trip from the mid-west to the east coast and back) ...lots of wonderful veggies, salads, lean proteins .. that the entire family has enjoyed. And I take that back about the car trip - we found ways to include Subway sandwiches en route - gone are the days of McDonald's!)

I've been managing to run at least a day or two a week. Although I'd like to be at 5 days a week, I'm not there yet. I'm studying hard for this upcoming exam on August 5th, and I'm confident this is going to be a first-time pass!

I continue to balance being #brave with filling myself with gratitude. Some days I'm grateful for having been brave. My darling daughter is truly enjoying her summer - with trips to the pool, outings with neighborhood friends and lots of chapter books. I couldn't ask for more for a second grader!

So this weekend once I've put the designation books aside, I'll breath in and enjoy the end of July! This one won't come back around - July 2013, so I'll smile and be grateful!

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