I sit here, with the window at my back, the sky grey outside and the wind whipping my curtains to a fury, the air feeling decidedly cooler than it did only two days ago, and I am reminded that summer is indeed over. Today my daughter and I went for a long swim in our condo’s outdoor pool and I had a tinge of sadness when we climbed out, shivering due to the wind. Today was the last day we will swim in that pool until next summer. Hard to believe the summer flew by so fast. I have lost count how many times we went in the pool, sometimes more than once a day. The memories we have made, the friends we’ve both met, and the water droplets we have brought home with us after every swim – these memories will linger long after the air turns cold in preparation for Fall.
Tomorrow my daughter starts grade 4. Tomorrow we start a whole new routine with a new school, new friends, new teachers, and a new curriculum, as she enters the Gifted stream. Tonight I will do some looking ahead, but today, I want to look back on the summer that seemed to go by way too fast. So fast in fact, and so busy were we all, that I realize I haven’t written a thing since the beginning of August. Just this Saturday we made one last summer memory by going to the CNE (Canadian National Exhibition) and seeing the Air Show and SuperDogs. We wandered through the fairgrounds, we rode a tram and at end of the day, we bought popcorn and caramel corn to munch, on the long trip home.
This summer my daughter was away for a week at camp, and then there was a two-week stretch, with one day in between where both my daughter and husband were miles away while I was in the city working. This has been the first summer since I started working again over four years ago, that I haven’t had any summer vacation. Not complaining, because I have had my share of wonderful vacations at other times of the year, but it’s an interesting fact. I think the lack of vacation in the summer is why I feel like I didn’t see a lot of my little family. I am looking forward to taking one week off next summer and maybe going with my daughter and husband on their trip south of the border.
This summer my daughter finally learned to ride a bike at a one week camp called Pedal Heads, this was her second year at overnight camp, and she spent a whole week up north with my parents while my husband was even farther north for that week. She had a couple days at the cottage too, guaranteeing she has quite the list of summer memories to think over in the future months.
This summer my office changed buildings and we’ve been unpacking and getting organized from that, searching for some new staff, and generally keeping pretty busy. It’s been a busy summer. I have enjoyed a few days where I had a chance to go for walks and sit on a bench and write, while on lunch break. I have wandered through a farmer’s market near my work a couple times, again, on lunch break. I have gone from managing a small office with a few staff to managing a slightly larger office with a few more staff. I feel that I am learning in leaps and bounds and though I didn’t do as much writing this summer as I would have liked, this has been a very productive summer.
This summer I have tended the plants on my balcony, gone to movies with friends, met other friends for dinner, gone for a swim many times after work on a sweltering evening or two, and I have come to really, truly love the neighbourhood we moved to back in April. I have seen friends I hadn’t seen in ages. I have sat in my living room with the sliding door open after dark and listened to crickets chirp and cicadas sing. I have watched the moon on a clear night from my balcony and watched squirrels and birds play in the trees just off the edge of that same balcony.
It’s been a quiet summer, in spite of work at my office. It’s been mostly a relaxing summer but it’s also had its sad moments. My husband and I have lost a few dear friends this summer, most recently having to say goodbye to the father of a friend and in a week’s time, we will be saying goodbye to the father of other dear friends. It’s been a summer with happiness as well as great sadness. I suppose, although saying goodbye and losing someone is extremely difficult, it’s a part of life. It does add one more layer to the summer though. I feel as though this summer has been quite different from all the others, in many ways. It’s definitely been a quieter one.
As I turn my thoughts from our first summer in our new home, I wonder what the Fall season will bring. I am looking forward to the inevitable times of seeing family and friends around the holidays that approach with the change of season. I look forward to hearing about my daughter’s experiences in her new school and seeing what direction my office will take as we get settled into our new location. At the same time, I am a little sad at the thought of no longer rushing home from work, grabbing a quick bite to eat and then hopping in the pool with my daughter for a quick dip. I am a bit sad that on Fridays when I am home from work, my daughter will be at school. I am a bit sad that I will have to start wearing layers again and put my skirts away until next summer. I am sad to say goodbye to summer but as the wind ruffles my curtains and the sun hides behind some clouds, I am extremely grateful that I’ll be experiencing the change of season above ground and a lot closer geographically to my in-laws and my daughter’s cousins. I am extremely grateful to be in a home of my own, to have the opportunity to have people over, and to watch the change of season from our beautiful wall to wall windows and sliding glass door.
The season is changing, but with it comes many opportunities and exciting things I know are just around the corner. I’m getting to watch my daughter grow up, getting to know my neighbours, enjoying the neighbourhood, and I live in a peaceful neighbourhood with a family that loves me. I am beyond blessed to have a beautiful home, wonderful neighbours, my in-laws nearby and friends just a phone call away.
So, while I am sad to see summer go, I am happy to start the next season of life.
It also helps that, for the first time in 13 years of marriage, my husband and I won’t have to shovel our van out or freeze while getting into said van, thanks to underground parking. 😉
Until next time, keep dreaming and never give up.