Monday, September 5, 2016
Well, today marks the unofficial end of summer and I'd be a liar if I said I wasn't sad about that fact. Summer is my favorite season. I love the warm weather, time off from work, having more time to write, the chance to travel and of course watch way too many reruns of my favorite (and sometimes not so favorite) shows. But I'm getting older and I'm reminding myself that I shouldn't take any season, any day for granted. I have to remember that the end of summer brings red, orange and gold leaves, hot chocolate and cozy sweaters. My next birthday and Christmas cheer can't happen if summer lingers too long. I'll miss out on the first magical snow fall and the first snow day if the seasons don't change. Seeing the flowers bloom again and watching kids graduate would never happen if summer didn't end. So yes, I'm sad that summer will be gone for another 9 months. But soon I'll be able to enjoy a pumpkin pie blizzard while wearing fuzzy slippers, and let's face it, that's pretty great too!