Friday, August 29, 2008

I forgot....

This summer was especially busy and I planned on having a FUN summer by way of going to Rivinia, downtown, the museum, the beach, and BBQ-ing as much as we can. None of that really happened and I'm beginning to think that it's the nature of being an adult. Even if you did consider 30 as the new 20, I'm still 30 nonetheless...I half expected the summer to be like ones we use to have...

Remember going to the pool and hanging out with your friends all day and all night, setting up lemonade stands and selling handmade cards in your front yard, riding bikes til it got dark, then calling them the next day to do the same old nothing you did the day before? This is why summers seemed so long...between June and August, there is less than 3 months to just hang, but seemed like a lifetime when I was young.

Then there was the annual Methodist joint summer retreat I SO looked forward to...seeing people whom I call my childhood friends, at the end of every retreat someone went home with convictions to do their QT everyday, but most of us just went home with a new crush. We hand wrote letters to each other all year long, telling of school, what's happening at church, or just drew some silly picture, folded it up, inserted into an envelope with a 24 cent stamp on it, we sent it off to far off lands like Joliet or Homewood Flossmore and waited until they wrote back, or call you on the telephone. Looking back, we were seriously SO naive and innocent, so pure and carefree. Sometimes when I want to check the mail, my husband says to me, "are you expecting a letter or something?" No...I suppose not.