Dear October,
I have always been a summer girl. You see, growing up on the coast I found myself to be soulfully connected to the salt water, sand and sun. As a Carolina Girl, heat equates to balmy, salty air that makes my hair extra curly and my mood to match. I have always said, “I would rather it be 90 degrees outside than 40 any day!” And I meant it with all my heart. This year I found myself feeling tired and agitated with the heat. This year I found myself, quietly saying only to myself, that I will be glad when it starts to cool off. I found myself mid-September making homemade Halloween decorations. October, you are impinging on my soul and one of the things that I have taken to be part of who I am in my core. October with your celebration of child, husband, father and several other beloved family members. October with your shameless pumpkins and good smelling candles. October with your flirtatious fall festivals, Boo at the Zoo, Halloween and candy corn. As a mother, grown adult with a manageable bed time and coupon clipping…how am I to withstand the courting. It’s as if I’ve gone all adulterous on my summer months this year. It’s as if I have fallen in love with fall and don’t know how to go back to my first true love. Oh the horror! Which fits right in with the festivities this week. What am I to do?
Boo at the Zoo – Riverbanks! What fun!!
Pumpkin Carving – Oh My!
Again with the HORROR of it all!
And next comes the Turkey…I’m hopeless at this point!
