But wait, why am I sad? Summer doesn't hold the same meaning for me now as it did when I was a kid.
Summer used to mean...
Having the freedom to do everything or nothing at all, infinite possibilities. Eating freshly picked strawberries, watermelon or cherries, ice cream running down your chin, running through sprinklers, swimming in the neighborhood pool, fireworks, bbq's. Fishing for minnows and crayfish in the creek in the backyard, playing tennis or baseball, being outside all day. Playing tag, playing man hunt and ghost in the graveyard, catching fireflies, roasting marshmallows around the fire. Playing in the garden, going to the beach, counting stars, picnics, going to the park or playground, setting up lemonade stands, staying up late...
Now it's just another day. Another month. Nothing special. When did I lose that magic of summer? I guess it was when I grew up and had responsibilities.
Boooooooooooooooring.
This coming weekend I'm going to live like I did when I was 10. No responsibilities, no plans, no rules. Just fun in the sun. :) I wish that for you too.
Hope you're having a great week!