Life and Health

Kite Flying as a Metaphor for Life

The other day the Munchkin and I went kite flying. We rediscovered kite flying during this spring of the pandemic and on windy days she asks if we can go fly her kite. It also helped that for a while “Mary Poppins” was her favorite movie so when we found some cheap kites we decided to do it for ourselves.

Now that the fall winds are starting to blow and the calm warmth of summer is saying good-bye we wanted to enjoy a lazy weekend day and go fly a kite; it would get us out of the house so the Mr. could sleep and enjoy some beautiful fall weather down by the river. We drove to our preferred tree-less windy spot and set up to fly the kite. Up until recently, I hadn’t flown a kite since I was a small child with my own parents so I had some vague, romanticized, nostalgic idea of what kite flying was about but let me tell you what it really is – a good metaphor and practice for life and I feel we should all go back to flying kites a little more often after the experience on this particular fall weekend.

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Things I Like

“This is Halloween! This is Halloween!”

The fall is one of my favorite times of the year.  Not only is it starting to get cooler out (usually) and the leaves are changing making the colors here in my neck of the woods beautiful but it’s the season that really makes me think about family and spending time with them.  Up until a few years ago, that just meant having adults to spend that time with but as I watch the munchkin grow, this season takes on a whole new meaning for me.

(It wasn’t THAT cold but she did want to wear her hat and gloves to the pumpkin patch)

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Life and Health

Domestic Bliss….right?

For a long time I’ve wanted to have a family and be an “adult”.  I’m not sure why because this adulting thing is for the birds but it was on my list of things to do so here I am doing it to the best of my ability (which is questionable some days but everyone seems to be alive and in some way thriving).  I also have a very distinct memory of me as a kid playing outside on a brisk Fall afternoon and running up the back steps to come inside, presumably for dinner and being smacked in the face with some smell of food cooking and it just is one of those moments that sticks out.  At my parents’ house they have a vent fan over the stove that vented into the outside and just happens to be right outside the back door.  Nothing special or magical from my childhood and very “basic”.  For some reason the juxtaposition of the cold Fall air and the warm smell from the kitchen has cemented itself in my memory and become the template for a quintessential (see all those vocabulary words I’ve stuck in here?!?!) Fall afternoon.  And because of this memory I have always associated Fall with family, comfort, and home.  Now with a child of my own it’s a different perspective but still the same, the magic is really in the small stuff. Continue reading “Domestic Bliss….right?”