Summer Memories - June 2015
Is it me or is summer loaded with memories? When I began writing Coming Home to You, I made a list of everything that makes summer special. Almost all of my memories center around a lake or the beach with friends or family. The funny thing is from what I see on my FB page, it's that way for everyone, right? Before we become caught up in marriage and family, most of us enjoy our summers--few responsibilities and lots of hopes -- before we have to get down to business. What precious times, although we may not have known it then. Music blaring songs that still echo, campfires on the beach, slices of watermelon, soft serve ice cream melting down your hand before you can finish the cone. The smell of coconut lotion, roasted marshmallows and burgers on the grill. In any of my summer stories, I try to bring those crazy summers roaring back. Because they were and still are so special.
Is it me or is summer loaded with memories? When I began writing Coming Home to You, I made a list of everything that makes summer special. Almost all of my memories center around a lake or the beach with friends or family. The funny thing is from what I see on my FB page, it's that way for everyone, right? Before we become caught up in marriage and family, most of us enjoy our summers--few responsibilities and lots of hopes -- before we have to get down to business. What precious times, although we may not have known it then. Music blaring songs that still echo, campfires on the beach, slices of watermelon, soft serve ice cream melting down your hand before you can finish the cone. The smell of coconut lotion, roasted marshmallows and burgers on the grill. In any of my summer stories, I try to bring those crazy summers roaring back. Because they were and still are so special.
