the end of summer but the start of something new

With one week left of the school summer holidays comes a chance to reflect back and look forward.

There's a re-post on unravelling-edges of how I felt this time last year.

September is a month of new beginnings as well as a time to pick up the usual routine. The boys will be back at school, a year older and hopefully wiser! Oldest son will be in year 11 with all the pressures of GCSEs to come. Youngest son will be year 8 - no longer the youngest year in the school.

New shoes, new uniform, more pens - all prepared!

This morning I've had a much needed haircut so I feel fab and look amazing ( my self confidence is riding high at the moment!). There are some good things on the horizon and I am ready for the next stage of my adventure.

This morning I wrote a little poem about coming to the end of the holidays, they've been a much needed pause in my busyness but everything comes to an end...

boat made by youngest son in year 6

     Set sail

                     adrift

            floating aimlessly

                            floating lazily

     Time to reel my sail boat in

     little by little to the shore

     feet on solid ground once more

     A plan

     committment

     some routine

     pick up my dreams 

     and set my compass

               Take hold before life sails right by