Goodbye Week. Hello Weekend. Lessons Learned: Take 40.

Take One: My son is on the left with his raspberry icecream. His best friend, on the right (chocolate lover).

Goodbye delicate spring buds opening to show the world their beauty.
Goodbye chirp-chirps from birds that built a nest right outside our bedroom window.
Goodbye taking deep breaths of spring that is in the air - hmmmm.
Goodbye first mowing of the year and grateful it wasn't me pushing the lawnmower - thanks Super Hubby!
Goodbye getting in those last-minute playdates in this, the last week of spring break - yummy treats and good times with great friends.

Take Two: My son's icecream had chocolate chunks - yuck (to him, can you imagine?). Settled for a rootbeer float.

Hello finishing up a great project that is as precious as the person who requested it.
Hello to lawn fertilizer and pruning shears helping us get an early start to spring clean-up.
Hello pancake breakfasts and maple syrup.
Hello continuing research and readiness for my son's May birthday party (told you we go all out).
Hello working on acceptance.

Pile of wood shavings as part of party prep. Any ideas? Not LEGO, not Star Wars.

The lesson I learned this week is that acceptance is hard when it goes in the opposite direction of what you were hoping. We all have dreams and sometimes those dreams are not meant to become a dream come true. You pray for direction, you ask for guidance, but the path is not the one you would have chosen if the flesh had its way. So, when disappointment reigns, you cannot wallow in the outcome. Instead, you have to leave the self-pity party, never to return, and accept the life that has been forged. When we ask for answers, we must be prepared for guidance that takes us down a path we would otherwise not choose to go down. Acceptance and moving on from disappointment is true faith.