Chasing fireflies in the evening is one of my favorite childhood memories. Growing up, my mom was raising four kids (three of them boys, have mercy) pretty much alone, yet, she always made sure that our childhoods were full of happiness and good times.
When my mom, aka the world’s best grandma, came to visit recently for a few weeks, she asked the boys if they had been out to catch fireflies this summer. She was appalled that I had not taken them out yet. Plans were made, jars were acquired.
We ventured outside, suspended at our ankles was a beautiful twinkling jeweled carpet. They seemed to multiply as the darkness took over.
We launched forward with our hands cupped trying to capture Tinkerbell. We laughed. We took the time to be in awe of the amazing creation that is the firefly.
I am thankful the boys have a grandmother that teaches them to go out and chase the shining fire, to revel amongst the clouds of living stars twinkling at their feet, but most of all, that she is teaching them, as she did me, to be like the firefly and shine from within.
I see your light, my brave and courageous firefly.
You shine from within.
Always believe in the power,
The Park Wife
I have so many amazing memories of catching fireflies growing up in Arkansas. Usually by dusk I am done for but am making it a conscious effort this summer to not get so caught up in life that we forget to live in the little moments. Great post Stephanie! I will tell the kids it is thanks to you when we go chase fireflies tonight 🙂
Love this. The fireflies out here were incredible for a few weeks at the end of May, beginning of June. I couldn’t get enough of watching them light up the field.
A few weeks ago I caught a firefly and let it go in the bedroom. We all laid on the bed, in the darkness, and tried to guess where it would light up next. We giggled and laughed as it flew around the room.
The best part was the kids laughing at me as I tried to catch it and return it back outside. Ah, good times.
I made so many rings and bracelets from fireflies that I had more jewels than the Crown Jewels of England. This was a beautiful piece, SB — one of your best:) xoxoxo