Dear Summer Vacation,
I don’t mean to stress you out, but I have some pretty big expectations of you.
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| Summer 2012 |
Now that school is over, and my kids are blissfully bored; now that I have time to play, to think, to read; now that I can fully admit to myself that I am tired beyond tired; and now that I can sit down and breathe; I’m putting all my eggs in your basket.
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| Summer 2011 |
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| Summer 2008 |
Summer, please amaze me.
Bless me with hours of reading books that touch my soul.
Give me late night family walks, holding my husband’s hand while the kids scooter along ahead of us.
Bring us sparkling pool days that tire the children so much they pass out in the car on the way home.
Woo us with long hours in the library, followed by longer hours on the sofa.
Take my exhaustion and trade it for sweet restful days that linger and comfort with refreshing glasses of iced tea by day and chasing fireflies by night.
Oh, Summer, please be good to us.
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| Summer 2010 |
When school starts back up in August, send us off with happy smiles on our faces and joyful strength in our souls. Because today I feel like curling up in a ball in the corner, Mr. Fantastic is stretched a bit further than he ought to be, and my kids keep telling me they never want to go anywhere again. That’s all a good sign that we need a long break from the going, the doing, and the crazy scheduling of life as we know it.
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| Summer 2012 |
Summer, you’ve always been so good to us in the past, I know I can count on you to help us out. Thanks, old friend.
With love,
Carrie
