Summer

As another anniversary is here, I just realized recently that the date of it (20th/21st) is on the day of the change of the seasons (four times a year anyway). I realized that when I was inspired to write about summer (and I didn't realize it when I have often written about spring for some reason).

As I was thinking about this, I realized that you epitomize summer to me. The definition of "epitomize" is be a perfect example of. I know it was your favorite season, even though you were born in the fall.

When I think of summer, I think of tan skin, blonde-streaked hair, being carefree, enjoying life, breathtaking sunsets, beaches, the most beautiful blue skies,


Other ideas: poster boy for summer, swimming, beaches, the lake, time with friends, Boys of Summer, beautiful sunny days, sunglasses, shorts, tank tops, poolside, pure happiness, baseball

**I went a different direction than this. Here is what I wrote:

On this 2-year, 10-month anniversary of your homegoing, I just realized recently that the date falls around the first day of a new season (20th/21st) , four times a year of course. I don't know why I never noticed that before.

With the newest season on the horizon tomorrow, I wanted to say that you epitomize summer for me. Tan skin, sun-lightened hair, shorts, tank tops, slide-on shoes-this is how I most remember you. Even your personality matched the season-carefree, easygoing, fun, relaxed, laid back. Everything is better in the summer, and everything was better with you.

I know that summer was your favorite season, and you had some great ones, especially your last one. Thank you for being summer to me. Love and miss you every day, Hayden Smith.

In time we will be together again for all time