Tag: summer

  • Roots

    Growing up with a mother who landscaped and a grandmother who we joked only fed us nuts and berries, I spent much of my time growing up outside.  Being born in the early 80s and not getting a cell phone until 1999 (when I was 16!), I didn’t have the distraction of social media or…

  • Lady

    The bicycle I received on my sixth birthday was by far my favorite present I had ever gotten.  It was pink and white with a banana seat big enough for my sister and I to get to the park easily and quickly.  I had secretly named my bike Lady and when Sarah started calling her…

  • The Bully

    In elementary school, I didn’t think I would ever end up being friends with Lacey.  Not only was she was the bully of our elementary school, but she was also a huge ass kisser.  She was able to bully anyone and everyone and got away with it because all the teachers loved her.  They just…

  • A Lake in the Woods

    A lake in the woods have never sounded less appealing than when my boss brought up the company retreat.  I crossed my fingers under the conference table he hadn’t booked any rooms at the Lake of the Weary.  Lake of the Weary is where I spent most of my childhood, but after my father was…

  • The Courtyard

    My grandfather’s courtyard was the only place where I truly felt at peace.  I spent at least one week at my grandfather’s house every summer, and if I was lucky, an entire month.  My dad disappeared from my life when I was seven and only came around once in a blue moon.  My grandparents stepped…

  • Star-Crossed Lovers

    “I always dreamed of being a star-crossed lover,” Hannah said as she got into the bunk bed above mine.  “Star-crossed lovers never stay together.  Something always comes between star-crossed lovers.  Like Romeo and Juliet.”  I yawned as I turned onto my back.  Hannah was a huge fan of staying awake as long as she could for as many nights…

  • Wicked

    A wicked wonderland was an idea I know I only could have gotten from summer camp.  Every year, I begged my parents not to send me back and every summer, I went.  The first summer I only went for two weeks and every summer after my time spent in remote Texas significantly increased.  Somehow it became my…

  • Summer Again

    I never wanted summer to   end. I cried every  September first  knowing you might not  come back to me.  I worked away the school year  to wish away the summer  dreaming was always my best  quality.  Especially in the hot summer sun.  Every year I cried  drowned  coped  knowing you would never love me  as much…

  • The Best Summer

    The best summer of my life was the summer I turned seventeen.  It was the summer I gained freedom from myself and my parents.  No one quite believed how miserable I was, but then again, I hadn’t been totally honest about what was happening at home.  Everything came to a head when I came home to find my…