May was my joy month, and just blogging about all the joyfullness in my life brought me joy. In case you're wondering, no that wasn't an experiment to see how many times I could use the word joy in once sentence.
I love the idea of choosing a monthly theme and sticking to it. Some days it's a stretch to find a post that works and some days life or inspiration cooperates and the posts write themselves with barely any help from my fingers. But choosing a theme for the month of June proved tricky.
I have some great ideas for July and August that, somewhat predictably, revolve around summer. But June in Oregon isn't really put-on-your-bikini-and-eat-popsicles summer weather. In fact, its usually I'm-so-tired-of-wearing-jeans-and-sweatshirts-let's-go-hang-out-in-a-coffee-shop weather. Which is a really long way of saying summer themes didn't feel appropriate yet.
So I thought about what June means to me. It's a month of transition. June weddings, kids getting out of school, packing for camp, summer solstice and end of the third quarter for transactional lawyers. Everything's in flux. Even the weather.
We're moving into a new sphere where the days are longer, bedtimes are flexible and ice cream becomes a food group. I know I have a lot of beginnings and endings to talk about. Some are bittersweet, some are pure joyfullness (oops, there's that word again).
Here's hoping each of you will find something relatable in my months of beginnings and endings. And if you tell me about it, maybe, just maybe, I'll figure out what June means to you.