Summer Love
My summer officially ended on August 15 – the first day my
22 3rd graders showed up to Room 206—although I did manage to extend
my vacation for a few days to go to Manhattan and watch Sam make his NYC debut
in After the Circuit.
As is my post-Mental Breakdown 2008 tradition, I’ve been
reviewing my summer and its happenings (or non-happenings) the past few days
and again I find myself extremely thankful.
What I did this summer:
1.
Visited the Speed Art Museum, the Newport
Aquarium, and the Science Center with Jax and Milla.
2.
Rooted the Reds on to victory with Cathy.
3.
Bought a bathing suit AND went to a friend’s
pool.
4.
Went to breakfast with school friends every
Tuesday morning.
5.
Enjoyed time with my extended family at the
Collins Family Reunion.
6.
Went fishing with my dad.
7.
Went to the church picnic.
8.
Flew to NYC with Cathy to see Sam’s play and at
least another 100 touristy things, including riding the subways and hailing a
taxi.
Of course, I could write about the tons of books I read, all
of the games I played, all of the walks I took, all of the conversations with
my kids, with my parents, with my friends. I could also include how I DIDN’T
weigh myself, count calories, skip medication or spend more money on therapy
than movies and meals out. You know, a lot of the same boring stuff I wrote
about last summer, although, amazingly, it still isn’t boring to me
This year, though, has brought a whole new layer of living
that was not even on my list of things I needed, or even wanted, to do.
I have discovered new
love. This love takes the form of an actual man.( I mean, really, who would
have ever thought of that.) This beautiful man knows my secrets and has not
even flinched. Apparently, he is drawn to me because of, not just in spite of,
the broken road I have walked. (He’s great and all, but I didn’t say he was
rational!)
So, this summer I
decided to love him with a heart that is wide-open and fear-less.
What did I do this summer? I allowed myself to love him and, even more
amazingly, I allowed him to love me in return.
And the Summer of Love 2012 has been even better than last
year’s rock tour.
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