rain & rainbows

I hope you remember the rain — not just the soaking wet rain gear, boots filled to the brim, but the way we splashed in the mud puddles and knew that every storm in life shall pass.

I hope you remember the summer nights — smell of campfire smoke, marshmallows and the laughs and stories we shared.

I hope you remember the hikes — the ones where your tiny little legs carried you farther than you could imagine, where the endless questions carried our conversation.

I hope you remember the layers — the way we not only prepared you for the weather but for life. We showed you that the rain and the wind don’t need permission and sunshine was a blessing.

I hope you remember my favorite mornings — where we could see the fog clinging to the shoreline, the smell of my warm coffee, and us snuggled up with a book.

I hope you remember your treasures — my pockets full of pinecones, beach glass, shells, and the prettiest rocks you’ve ever seen. The wonder you found along the shoreline and the beauty you saw in the rainbows.

I hope you remember stillness— the sound of the forest when we stood still to listen. The wind, the ravens, the creek.

Most of all, I hope you remember our time spent together — our laughter, our stories, our memories, our fun. That even when we were cold, wet, and tired that we were together. Through the wind, the rain, and muddy trails, we were together. And that was the best gift of all.

I will always remember that being your mom is the most joyous adventure of my entire life.