I guess if Freud was a scrapbooker, he would have me pegged. Not that’s it’s really too hard to figure out where so many of my designs come from- I’ve always been one to wear my heart on my sleeve. This week, I release a design call “Enjoy the Ride“- and I’ll share a few layouts and bits of scrappy inspiration from that collection in a later post, but today I wanted to share the story behind the design with you.
The end of summer brought with it a few special stay-cations for us, including a terrific night at a little amusement park close to home.
It was the little guy’s first roller coaster ride – and although it was called “The Ladybug”, trust me, it was enough to make me scream out loud. I wanted to close my eyes- but I’m glad I didn’t because I would have missed the sight of his eyes wide open as he laughed and screamed and then laughed some more!
I also went on the swings for the first time in forever- and somehow, my memory deceived me. I had loved this ride when I was younger- but now, as the swings started to spin a little faster and then rise a lot higher, I had a terrible fear in the pit of my stomach and visions of YouTube videos of rides gone wrong.
Then I looked over to my big guy who was the only one to go on with me, even though he really didn’t want to. We both were freaking out a little, but then started to laugh like crazy in the face of the fear of it all. And when we got off, he hugged me tight and I knew that it was a good thing to take that ride.
The best part of the night was when the four of us rode the lazy Ferris wheel at sunset. There was a calm summer breeze and time seemed to stand still for awhile. sigh. Push pause. I looked at my boys faces and suddenly missed them. I missed them because I knew once this ride was over we would be walking into the last days of summer and then into the flurry of the school year.
This school year is going to be different because it’s the big guy’s senior year in high school. Lots on the immediate horizon: college visits, applications, and the “lasts” of so many things… last time we do football camp, last Varsity home game.. last this and last that… I seem to be the only one who mark these milestones in my heart. The rest of the family skips happily along day to day.
Maybe that’s good. I’ll just document the days so when that moment comes that they stop and see the road is ended, and turn to look around to wonder where it has gone, I will have a time capsule to share. Because that’s what we do as scrapbookers, isn’t it? Freeze time. We are the empaths who realize this is all a fluid novel and that the only way to relive a moment is to record it.
But like those rides I took with my boys, there are really only three choices you have – don’t go on the ride, ride it with eyes closed and regret- or ride it with eyes wide open feeling the fear but screaming out loud so that fear turns to laughter and when it’s all done you look back and say, “woohoo!! what a ride!”
School is starting in just a day. I’m about to step on this roller coaster, even though my heart is fighting it. I’m going to have to get on and enjoy it- because it will make the ride so much better for all of us. The joy will be contagious, and if we let ourselves laugh a bit- it will tone down the fear. And hopefully, come June, when the graduation cap goes on, my big guy will turn around, smiling, and hug me tight and thank me for sharing this wonderful wild ride with him.