Best Days

Don't wait for someone to tell you it's too late

'Cause these are the best days

There's always something tomorrow

So I say let's make the best of tonight

Here comes the rest of our lives...

-Graham Colton Band

Summer days are flying by.  Already the sun sets earlier and the morning air carries an edge foreshadowing the fall days ahead.  Back to School supplies have been purchased, along with new shoes, backpacks and all of the necessary soccer gear.  Fall is breathing down our necks even as we try to eek every bit of sunshine we can out of these last summer days.

Every once in awhile I see evidence of the nerves that must be starting to set in.  Little T will appear preoccupied and unusually contrary.  Big J will shrug off any question that relates to school.  I know they are nervous.  I am too.  But for now, we all have silently agreed to leave the subject untouched.  What is there to say, really?  We all know that inevitable first day will come so there is no point in examining all of its potentials and possibilities.  Any promises I might try to offer would sound empty, because they would be.  I can't promise anything.  I can only hope, and pray, and hope and pray some more.

Tonight Superdad is playing catch with Little T.  Big J is skateboarding in the driveway and Pumpkin is racing in and around them all trying her best to be included in some small way.  Tonight it is still summer.  Tomorrow will still be summer.  And that is how we will live out these last days of summer.  Enjoying every minute of every day right up until the calendar tells us it is time to stop.  And then, we will turn to face the adventures ahead with the same energy and determination.

Today is the best day.  Tomorrow will be too.