This might sound ridiculous, but I really can’t imagine ever having a job where I had to continue working all summer. Sure, I “work” on teaching and I don’t stop writing, but to sit in an office all summer, as if summer wasn’t happening right outside? Incredible.
I have also always thought that true destiny intervened when I was the lucky recipient of a summer birthday. Sure, I groused and groaned all those years when the icing on my cake got goopy in the sun, and I couldn’t invite my friends to birthday parties because in the pre-playdate era, we all scattered to the winds, and I never got a classroom celebration the way other kids did.
But summer, when the sun is high and warm, the sky is wide and blue, and clothes are lightweight and bright– what better time to be born, or to celebrate a life?
I know it’s still March, and I should be singing of spring, but the long-desired rays of sunlight finally emerging from the winter’s gray clouds has gotten me a little summer-crazy.
I love summer, also – it has always been my favorite season!
I love summer, too. I’m so thankful I can enjoy it outside, too.
One of the things I appreciate about being home with baby is that I can now enjoy summers… it’s my favorite season and when I worked in an office I took more “walk” breaks just so I could be outside feeling the suns’ rays.
Christine, exactly– why should that end with childhood, you know?
I’ll be working this summer, teaching, and I’m not sure how it’ll be. I’ll be in an indoor classroom. I’ve worked summers before and it’s the most depressing thing. My bday is July and I love summer so much I can cry thinking about it!
I’ve taught in the summer time, but only college classes, twice a week for a few hours at a time in the evening. Good luck, Lauren!