Nostalgia: Tell us about your favorite summer memories. As the summer winds down, tell us about your favorite summer memories from this year (or past year). We want to see your freckled faces and tanned skin. Show us your summer.
August has always been my favorite of all the months. It is The Birthday Month for my little brother and I. It is the last full month of summer. It is the month in which we have taken family trips to the Wisconsin Dells and cabin that are too numerous to count, even if I use all of my fingers. And all of my toes. It is the bittersweet month we must enjoy to the fullest because fall is nearly upon us. It is the month in which we race to the finish line because school is about to start again. It is swimsuits hanging to dry, and sweatshirts waiting to be pulled out.
It has much to recommend it.
Time moves very quickly these days. Even on the days where it seems to halt, suddenly, if by magic, we are at the end of the week. The end of a month. The end of the season. The addition of a child has made this summer different from the other ones, sure. We play in the shade on the deck. We go for walks every day. We nap. We don’t nap. We are quiet. We are roaring. Everything is a new discovery. Everything is a first.
Still, everything has been the same. We go up to the cabin. We eat dinner on the deck. After dinner, we debate whether or not we’ll catch up on a favorite show, or enjoy the rest of the evening outside. This has been the prettiest, nicest season to enjoy as we have continued to find our new normal. Our new routines.
Next summer, we will try again at this season. And as we continue to grow up and grow together, part of it will look like the ones that I remember and most of it will look like this one. Someday they will be the same thing.