Golden Summer

Nature's first green is gold,
Her hardest hue to hold.
Her early leaf's a flower;
But only so an hour.
Then leaf subsides to leaf,
So Eden sank to grief,
So dawn goes down to day
Nothing gold can stay.
- Robert Frost

But I feel that it is gold right now, and I feel obligated to make the most of this time of gold. My son Liam turned nine months today. He is growing and changing at a rate I could never have comprehended before his birth. He has motivated me to make my life what I want it to be, and so in less than a week, I will begin the long process of becoming a nurse. The first step is a chemistry class that is needed as a prerequisite. I am eager about school in a way I have never been before. I feel good. I feel calm. I feel ready.

With fervor,
Jenny