I love May. When there are more warm days then not and the sun is on your face and summer is just around the corner. The ice cream truck starts making it’s rounds in our neighborhood. In the mornings I hear the gibbons screeching from the primate rescue on the next street over, and in the evenings I can hear our neighbors out on their decks and the kids playing tag until it gets dark. There are new loves and new lives beginning. Weddings and babies and graduations.
This May, my baby boy turned one year old. It’s weird because I feel like I have known him forever (and how did I live my life without him?) and at the same time, it seems like it was only yesterday that he was a crying, red-faced, beautiful baby, placed in my arms for the first time. There was a vast, empty pocket in my heart for so long, and he filled it and made me a momma and I am so thankful. It has been a wonderful, beautiful year and I am so lucky for the privilege of knowing and loving him.
Ten Mays ago, I became friends with a boy named Funnel, who had long, shaggy hair and wore thrift store tee shirts and tight jeans. I had just turned 20 and he had just turned 22. Five months later, he kissed me and 2 years after that, he married me. Ten Mays is a long time to know someone and love someone. 1/3 of my life, and entire decade.
My heart is bursting with love and joy because this May has made me an aunt two times over. A baby niece and a baby nephew, born within a week and a half of each other.
So much to be thankful for in this beautiful month.