It is JUNE 1st! How is that even possible? In honor of Summer being right around the corner, I have a fun and silly post for your entertainment. Let me know what you think. If you love what you are reading, share it with friends! Here we go…
“A day spent with you is my favorite day.”
Summer and I shared the best 3 months a girl could ever ask for….it was wild and exciting and heartbreaking all in one..this is our story.
Memorial Day Weekend was my first date with summer. I was nervous and excited. A million thoughts were running through my head. What if we don’t get along?… what if Summer isn’t hot?….OMG what if we end up going swimming….I am so not ready to show off my summer body (LOL) I spent hours trying to find the perfect outfit to wear for that MDW bbq and decided it was time to shave my legs all the way up to my thigh…(who else gets lazy in winter and only shaves the pieces of skin that are exposed in your jeans….come on guys I can’t be the only one…) All that aside, I was excited to see where this relationship was going and when we met….it was love at first sight.
By July 4th, my relationship with summer was in full swing. I was serious, committed, attached at the hip. We spent our days drinking on the beach and our nights talking about life… wishing the days would never end. You could say that by July 4th…the SPARKS were flying. We were madly in love and I took all of Summer’s good qualities (the sunshine and 80 degree weather) for granted.
Then came Labor Day Weekend….and was I exhausted. We had seen every corny summer romance movie that ever existed. We consumed unhealthy amounts of smores, hot dogs and sangria. I started to see a different side of summer. The sun was not out as long and the leaves are changing colors a bit. I knew it was coming to an end soon but neither one of us had the courage to call it quits. We attended our Labor Day clam bakes, took one last trip to the beach and came to terms with the fact that things were never going back to how they were. It was so fun while it lasted but this chapter had to come to a close. I was sad and in denial and keep scrolling through my Instagram feed looking at old photos of Summer and I. The tan lines, cute denim skirts and “Lifes A Beach” captions haunted me for weeks.
Summer was the type of ex I will think about forever. I did try moving on to others like fall and winter. They hooked me with good food and amazing shopping… but I realized after a few blizzards… that they made me the worst version of myself. Summer is most definitely the one that got away.
And that my friends, is the story of Summer and I. Hope you enjoyed. Make sure you cherish every second of your upcoming relationship with summer….you don’t know what you have till it’s gone.
Keep an eye out for more summer content coming your way soon.
Till Next Time,