Ahhh. The first day of August, otherwise known as the death knell of summer. If you are a summer person, and a water lover like I am, the ending of summer is not something to celebrate. The shorter days mean less walks after dinner with my beloved little dog, less gardening in the evening, cooler nights making the pool water colder. Ack! Some people love the fall, my neighbor Nora is one of those people. She loves sweater weather, she loves decorating her home and garden with mums. I despise mums, they are beautiful harbingers of doom to me.
I think I may have strayed from my intention to be thankful! Each year, during the last week of July into early August, The Goshen County Fair comes to town. With it, a carnival, great food, and world-famous (county famous) donuts! My son Max came home with 2 white powdered donuts for me on Monday evening. I requested only two because if he had bought more, I would have eaten as many as he purchased, that's how good they are! They were both gone in the first 15 minutes! Max's favorite is cinnamon.
The other thing I love about summer, and this may be our last year for it, is that Max and his friends are here in the house. This may be the last year, as they have all graduated in May or are graduating in December, for them to be not employed anywhere full time. This may be their last hurrah as they all go off to live their lives away from their childhood homes. I'm grateful for the years I've had both boys and their friends here, using the pool, eating me out of house and home, and generally being very good company. Each young man that visits here stops to say hi to me, make a little small talk, and I love having them. I love having dinner with Max on most nights. Last night I made the best gravy (spaghetti sauce) and Max, as he always does, mentioned how sorry he is for anyone who is not Italian! He goes back to college at the end of this month and I will miss our dinners and conversation.
August has me being melancholy but I still have so much to be thankful for. I am blessed with good friends, wonderful and loving sons, a little dog and two great cats, and even though this year brings about my 60th birthday next month, I am beyond grateful to still be here to enjoy all of my many blessings.
I hope your blessings far outweigh the things that make you melancholy.