Here we are, on our last day together. It seemed to zip by, and now I am reminiscing of sparklers whirling and day trips to the coast and the forest and not-too-distant small towns and flowers and the farmer’s market and the start of the film festival and bonfires and making new friends and laughing with the folks I love endlessly. You have taught me lessons I will forever remember– to be patient, to focus, to keep my silly teenage emotions from bleeding into everything else, and I am grateful. New memories are cataloged within me; ones that I will glance back at and smile contentedly.
I will miss you, my dearest July, but I eagerly await seeing all your relatives once again. See ya next year.