When school begins again, I feel melancholy. I am not even in school anymore, nor is Bryan, and our children aren't of age yet.
I still feel the melancholy creeping in though. Summer is my season, I always hate it when it's turn is over, I try and fight it. Winter stretches on, and I know it's coming soon when the school bells begin to chime again.
Simple comfort comes over me with the sliding on of my flip flops. Night time walks in the warm summer air bring balance to my soul. The loud August crickets speak affirmations to me, I can hear them as I walk. I am content to breath the scent of summer in, deeply.
I am not ready to say goodbye, but I never really am. No matter what I do, summer will slip away. I must prepare myself for her departure, and reacquaint myself with the comforts the other seasons will hopefully bring.
I am a summer girl, but I have to remind myself to share.
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You are going to have to get yourself a winter retreat in AZ or So. Cal!
i know exactly what you mean. i love my flip flops and natural vitamin D as well. when i stopped teaching and stayed home with cardon it was SO weird when fall came--school busses started...chilly air ran through...nearly my entire life associated these things with starting school. It was so strange to not be abiding by a school calendar or schedule. I got used to it, i LOVED it, and my dear it went SO fast. Enjoy all the seasons (they go in a hurry!) you don't have to send your kiddos off in the world. i know you were speaking more in terms of loving summer....but this is what came to mind ;)
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