You know it. Everybody has felt it. It’s that feeling when your heart sinks and you realize this time of carefree, easy wandering has come to an end. Though you’ve been working this whole time, you tell yourself, “it’s time to get back to work.” And though every day has been a blessing, you now begin to cherish what little time—if any—you have left to be free.
These last days of summer are squeezed until every drop is salvaged. We do everything we’ve put off until now, and we reminisce of the good times we had in the past months. We appreciate the past and look forward to the future, full of fear and hope and angst as we anticipate the stories of our lives. These final days and beautiful and surreal. They are treasured for they are few.
The real winners in life are the ones who recognize that every day is a a day in the last week of summer. Every day is to be cherished, to be experienced fully. Nothing is to be left on the table. A fall is always around the corner, so this is a time for gratitude.
God bless this final week of summer.