Summertime

I'm thinking back to over the summer, and the laughter that I miss oh so much. Walking around Rexburg with a face frozen over and every inch covered in fluffy something isn't as enjoyable as in a pair of bermuda shorts, flip flops, and a baggy t-shirt; sunglasses on top of wind-blown hair and a smile that reflects the sun.

I miss my best friend and how safe I felt with him.

I don't miss saying goodbye to him.

I miss the smell of the local county fair and the excitement of competition.

I miss all day adventures.

I miss being loved unconditionally.

I miss flying.

I miss feeling powerful with my hair, just for a split moment.

I miss the last hour right before the sun goes down in a cloudless sky, where everything has a shadow behind it and the world seems to be winding down.

I miss listening to personal music.

I miss relaxing.
I miss swimming, laying on the back of the boat, walking around in a swim suit and shorts, not having any responsibility, and spending time outdoors in the wilderness that we have been so lucky to have been blessed with.

I miss laying in the hammock in the warm shade as birds sang and butterflies glided by. I miss having the herd out and about and seeing their liberation of the barn.

I miss the 3 generations of family.

I miss celebrating life by experiencing life everyday. Loving without end, hoping for the best, wishing for more, and dreaming as big as the sky. That was my summer. I can't wait for this next one.