I told David I have nothing to write about on here. He suggested snow. We have had 2 blizzards in the past 2 weeks along with smaller storm systems. And again its snowing today. Can I just tell you how much I want it to be warm?
I miss the sunshine warming my face. I miss the heat on my hair as I lay on the beach, the rushing melodic sound of the ocean rolling to and fro, the birds singing the sweet sound of summer love outside my window as the sun rises to greet the day. I miss the greenery surrounding my home, the refreshing breeze through my window as I bake in the kitchen, the evening sunsets that cool the air while taking a walk with my family. I miss the thrill of waking on a Saturday morning wondering what treasures I will find at the yard sales. (Every season has a reason to shop but that's another post entirely.) I miss wearing a sundress and feeling the loose fabric caress my legs as I walk. I miss walking barefoot inside, outside, everywhere. I miss having a choice of footwear: open-toe, slingback, flip-flop, sneakers without socks, slip-on. I miss using the stroller in the mall to carry a child instead of our coats. I miss the tropical aroma of sun tan lotion on my skin, the highlights in my hair, the refreshing shower after an ocean adventure. I miss licking the powdery sugar off each finger as I devour a funnel cake. I miss carrying sleeping children to their beds after a night of rides in Ocean City.
Dear Summer,
I know we shall meet again. We wish you were here with us now. Our next meeting will bring new adventures as it always does with reflections of our past. A new babe will learn of your wonders and joys, will sleep on your beaches, will swim in your tides, will feel your sweet rain on his skin. And the rest of us will fall in love with you all over again. If we escape to our pre-chilled homes it is not because we don't love you, just that our love has grown too strong, too hot. We will return to you soon. But for now think of us and bring us a remembrance of your sunshine and warmth that we now crave. Until we meet again,
yours truly,
The Beach Broughs
