Summer Lovin'
I've heard people say it before. "This was the best <insert word here> of my life" And quite honestly, this is one of those sayings that makes me want to roll my eyes like a 13 year old girl with a bad case of PMS! But I mean it when I say, this WAS the best summer of my life. I don't ever remember being so content, happy, confident in all my life. It was a perfect balance of a party, family, crazy, peaceful life. It was work hard, play harder.
June was fun. School got out. We learned our summer boundaries. We beached it. Me and the boys. And when I say boys, I mean as many 12 and 13 year old boys as I could pack in my van. I was that Mom. We talked about chicks and sex, but mostly sports. I learned a few things I didn't know; urbandictionary.com came in handy fo' sho! It was fun and I'm sure I succeeded in my goal of making memories my boy will never forget.
July was probably the most out of control WILD GIRL crazy month of my life. There were many kisses, and a few more notches in the old bed post. I chased boys, they chased me. I ran from them. I will never forget it. I gave in to my impulses, I satisfied every whim. I wore super-cute dresses every chance I could. I did a crazy-awesome race with my oldest and dearest friend! I performed acrobatic shower poses that I marvel to this day! I didn't sleep. The fact that I survived it, without losing my job or getting pregnant is amazing!
And then there was August. It was the ying to July's yang. I was back at the beach with the boys. I spent many mellow days with friends. Friends of all ages in all different places in my life. It was great. I learned that help comes from all different places and when you would least expect it. There was no boy chasing, except for my son. I can only recall one saucy kiss in the whole month! This definitely helped my averages. As August came to a close, the end of summer hangover set in. Not only was summer ending, but September was beginning.
September 24, 2010, is the day I left Greg. I find myself being very reflective this month. I'm mouring our relationship. I remember back to the days of last year; where I was, what we were doing. I was miserable. I didn't spend too much time thinking about it all summer. Now this month, I'm sure I'll think of it every day. I plan to take this month for me. I've already made plans that fill the entire day on that anniversary. And the next day too.
I have no regrets about anything that took place this summer. I cherish every moment. I look forward to trying to top it next year!
June was fun. School got out. We learned our summer boundaries. We beached it. Me and the boys. And when I say boys, I mean as many 12 and 13 year old boys as I could pack in my van. I was that Mom. We talked about chicks and sex, but mostly sports. I learned a few things I didn't know; urbandictionary.com came in handy fo' sho! It was fun and I'm sure I succeeded in my goal of making memories my boy will never forget.
July was probably the most out of control WILD GIRL crazy month of my life. There were many kisses, and a few more notches in the old bed post. I chased boys, they chased me. I ran from them. I will never forget it. I gave in to my impulses, I satisfied every whim. I wore super-cute dresses every chance I could. I did a crazy-awesome race with my oldest and dearest friend! I performed acrobatic shower poses that I marvel to this day! I didn't sleep. The fact that I survived it, without losing my job or getting pregnant is amazing!
And then there was August. It was the ying to July's yang. I was back at the beach with the boys. I spent many mellow days with friends. Friends of all ages in all different places in my life. It was great. I learned that help comes from all different places and when you would least expect it. There was no boy chasing, except for my son. I can only recall one saucy kiss in the whole month! This definitely helped my averages. As August came to a close, the end of summer hangover set in. Not only was summer ending, but September was beginning.
September 24, 2010, is the day I left Greg. I find myself being very reflective this month. I'm mouring our relationship. I remember back to the days of last year; where I was, what we were doing. I was miserable. I didn't spend too much time thinking about it all summer. Now this month, I'm sure I'll think of it every day. I plan to take this month for me. I've already made plans that fill the entire day on that anniversary. And the next day too.
I have no regrets about anything that took place this summer. I cherish every moment. I look forward to trying to top it next year!
I can't believe its been a month since you have been independent. You are so strong and I am so proud of you. I love that you took this summer to be who YOU are, and not for anyone else. You cherished and nurtured relationships, you spent time where time needed to be spent, and you concentrated on FUN. I love you crazy girl!
ReplyDeleteShoot. I meant YEAR of independence...
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