Childhoodtake2!

Every Friday we unite for five minutes. Only five minutes, that's all we get, that's all we have. And then, right where we are, no edits or second-thoughts, we publish those words. This week, we write on green.
Go.

The color of hope at the end of a long winter.
When you see that first green leaf, trying to break through the cold.
The color of summer and all that comes with it,
grass and plants and flowers and trees.
All around you is green.

The color that has always meant go.

And as Upstate New York says goodbye to an incredible summer
full of warmth
and sun
and beaches
and sand in our toes
and being outside for as long as possible
and long summer days
and sprinklers
and pools
and bike rides
and long family walks
and laughter
and childhood unfolding before our eyes.

We start to say hello to fall and all that comes with it,
70 degree days that we are loving
change of colors everywhere from green to the color of warmth
oranges and yellows and red
the colors that make fall incredible around here.
Cooler nights and mornings
leaf piles
and pumpkins
and childhood laughter
and childhood unfolding before our eyes.

And we know that winter is right there, right around that corner.
And soon all of the color in our little piece of the world will be gone
and we will be covered in a blanket of white.
And all that comes with it,
shorter days
and sledding
and mittens
and snow suits
and hats
and boots
and childhood unfolding before our eyes.

Because not matter the season
kids find a way to make every change exciting
full of new
full of love
full of childhood.
They have no favorite.
They love the season they are in,
because each one brings a change they are ready for.
Each one brings a new experience.
Each one brings out a part of their childhood.
And that is one of the things I envy most in children.
Their ability to just be present in the moment.
Green isn't the only color that means go to a kid.

Stop.