Saying Goodbye to Summer
I hate Labor Day Weekend. It’s the “official” end of summer at Christie Lake and it always makes me sad. We try and grab as much as we can out of the weekend and always have to make the decision of whether or not we’ll take the boats out or stretch out a couple more weekends into the fall.
It’s been a rather cool summer this year and the summer was one of the speediest summers I can ever remember. It was gone in a flash. Joe’s Mom keeps trying to tell me that the older you get, the faster time spins. She told me this when David was a baby and I laughed. She said the high school years were a blur. I couldn’t fathom that, because I was holding a little kiddo in my hands and just trying to make it through the next hour with some semblance of sanity and intact thought.
Damn. She wasn’t kidding. Time is indeed spiraling by and I swear, it seems like someone keeps turning the clocks on fast-forward. You know that little baby I was talking about? This is him:
He’s an offensive lineman for Hinsdale South now. In two short years, we’ll be sending him off to college. I don’t understand how he went from being a baby just yesterday to this strapping hulk of a boy/man. I kind of envy the Duggars. If I was smart, I could have cheated Father Time by just having baby after baby. Yeah, that would have been a good plan– you know how time crawls when you try to get through hour by hour with little ones. And then it would take forever before the last kiddo goes off to Grown-up-hood.
But getting back to the weekend, another reason I don’t like Labor Day weekend: each summer that goes by is a summer that I know I can’t get back, another summer ticking by.
So here it is, the big weekend of summer. So rather than thinking about endings, I’m going to celebrate the weekend instead. Join me–not in saying goodbye to summer, but just merely, “So long, see ya next year!”
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I must be weird because, while I do enjoy most of summer (as long as it isn’t too hot and humid - and by “too hot, I mean over 80ºF!), I ADORE it’s end and the beginning of routine and reason and sanity and coolness and color changes and shorter days.
I like autumn - it’s my favorite season (maybe because I’m in the autumn of my life - LOL). No, I think it’s because we had the pumpkins in years past and it was so much fun to see the little ones running around in the field.
Funny you mention the Dugger family. I mentioned them in my most recent post (and linked to their site, if you’re interested). We had a car breakdown (again) and couldn’t reach any of our 3 kids to come rescue us. I figure if you have 18, you increase your odds of ONE of them answering - LOL!
Yes, the years do seem to go by faster the older you get. It’s amazing how fast the little ones turn into bog ones!
Always enjoy reading your posts hon, they’re always filled with warmth. Best to you!