AUGUST 29 Sing Your Song

August used to be a month-long, diet-busting, candle-filled celebration of Leos and Virgos who filled the days. It's hard to find a day this month that does not hold special significance for someone in our family, even if it is just a memory.  Thus, I was particularly reflective as I laced my sneakers, wishing I could put on a swimsuit; but,

It was fifty degrees this morning, much too cold for swimming, sandals or a watermelon smoothie. It's usually like this in the days before the pools close and the return to school.  It was, however, a perfect morning for a long walk wearing a warm sweatshirt to mark the day remembering shared walks, hikes, and journeys; yet,

I went alone as the sun broke through the haze and the trees rustled as if to say, "Fall's coming!." I sometimes, still wonder what might have been in moments before endorphins begin to surge through my veins and muscles remember what to be do; however, the breeze filled my heart with reminders that 

Like everything else in this life, people, holidays and celebrations are ever changing, fleeting moments where hopes and dreams can be dashed by wishes or strife or embraced with a smile and the acknowledgement of a special moment that will never come again; thus,

Here is hope for an

End of the summer

Bittersweet, sun kissed day

With an assurance of falling

Leaves, sweatshirts; may you,

In the words of Mama Cass,

Sing your own special song*

*Mama Cass Elliot