It inspired me to write this one
Go for it and play it as you read
When you are old enough to know better, but young enough to do it anyway.
When we think of summer, that one, maybe two or three summers come to front our thoughts. They stay in our minds as the best summers ever. When I think of summer, three particular summers come to mind. The first two were back to back summers right after high school. They had the similar vibes and represent the same ideas and feelings. The third summer occurred last year, one year after I got married. Each of these were turning points in life weather I knew it at the time or not.
The first two summers; post high school I spent working at the summer camp I grew up going to. We went into each of the summers wanting nothing more to grow up and yet nothing else then to leave the summer behind. These months were filled with love. Falling in love with the outdoors over and over, falling in love with boys and most importantly, not that I knew it at the time falling in love with myself. It was time where discovering yourself was inevitable; standing in our own truth and living so intensely in the moment was all there was. We were so desperate to find out who we were, what we wanted from life, that to hell with anyone who was going to stop us.
It is easy to remember all the sunshine these months were filled with, yet more honestly there was a lot of growth that was not always easy. We began to realize the world is not black and white; that the colours are not neatly painted in the lines. Life is more of spectrum of colours thrown up on canvas- and the canvas asking what do you think it all means?
The people we meet often change our lives in one way or another. The friends we make often shape us in ways we can not imagine at the time. Those that last longer then the hot summer days, well there in it with you with for the rest of your life. They have stood with you dirt and they have partied with you on the rooftops- and not just figuratively in my case. The people we meet during these months add such a brilliance to already shooting fireworks of these summers we can not help remember awe and gratitude for them and for summer.
It is when we start walking down the paths we have developed over the course of summer. We begin to realize how love can hurt, how it can challenge our choices and our beliefs. The heartbreak which teaches us how to truly love ourselves, the moments we miss after we leave, knowing it won’t be like this again simply adds to the wonder, to the beauty that we define as the everlasting summers.
These summers of my youth are quite special but they are not the only amazing summers I have had in my life so far. I could honestly say every summer is so special its own way. Some of my more recent amazing summers were, the one where I meet my now husband, and of course two years ago when I married him. The other summer that always comes to mind when I hear those classic summer song such all summer long, is last summer, the year after got married.
This past summer, was this whole new level of love and discovery. We had made it through our first year of marriage. I truly felt and continue to feel that we have grown into each other, we have fallen into our married life stride. I am and was so proud of our relationship and how it developed over the first year. We both had a lot personal challenges and growth that really cement our relationship. The summer felt like celebration of all these things achievements we had made together. This person I was luckily enough to find 3 years earlier was still in my corner, chasing adventures, and encouraging and actively engaging in our dreams was and is so incredible. This summer really allowed both of us to really see this all unfold. The happiness of just being; was its own special kind of magic. It goes down as effortless and peaceful.
Weather it was the youthfulness of those two summers at camp or the pure simplicity of last summer, the one thing thing they had in common was the amount of love present; the joy in being love. They are so important to me because they showed me how much I can love, how much I can and should challenge myself. Without those experiences I would not be the person I am today. I would fight for different things, draw from different experiences, have different opinions of the world. The magic in the recklessness of these summer’s creates each of us. It shape us in ways we did not know at the time; they really get us ready for the rest of our lives. I will forever be grateful to them.
