September came and took the summer with it. With the flip of the calendar page, the cool weather arrived. There wasn't any gentle cooling or that wonderful stuff. Nope. It was goodbye ninety degrees, hello sixty degrees. It's been wonderful except for the lack of sunshine. Not exactly the best way to start the school year, but it makes the summer memories seem so wonderful.
This is a little letter to my family, my siblings. This summer I was reminded that this was one of my last years spent with family - no job yet, no worries over schools, etc. It was a sad, but good reminder for me.
remember blueberry picking and eating fresh fruit on the porch?
remember swimming for hours and learning to do flips, complete with back smacks and chickening out?
do you remember that apple cider slushie, little girl? i hope you do. you looked so cute while you enjoyed it.
remember, mom, the canning, the picking, the weeding, the sweating? you said it would be worth it. you were right.
remember our silly faces? our laughing until we almost fell off the bed? remember how you said i couldn't post this? well, i did.
remember that one night, outside in the dark? looking at the stars? we thought it would last for a long time...until we scared each other and ran inside.
remember growth, in so many different ways?
remember the summer evenings with friends and good food? that was the best weekend at the lake.
remember friends, and more laughing, and learning? and pictures and hugs and the fair?
remember us, now? just a few months ago? all of us, together, in one picture. this is how i want to remember us. together, happy. i don't want that to ever change. for any of you.