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Farewell to Summer

I heard someone say the other day, "Labor Day! The last official weekend of summer!" And I laughed and laughed. Because in my little corner of Florida, I've got at least another month of scorching hot weather. Now that the summer tourists have left, it's safe to go to the beach again - at least until the New Yorkers and Canadians get here and winter on the beach.

Other than the blazing heat and 1000 percent humidity, none of the weeks between Memorial Day and Labor Day felt like summer this year. It's gone by in a blur, and for more than one reason, I'm looking forward to fall.

Which isn't your typical fall, by the way. Few leaves change colors. Sweaters, boots, and hot chocolate aren't really needed. But for a day or two, the air is crisp. It's the time of year when we throw open the windows, turn off the air conditioner, and go outside again.

I know fall is considered the death of summer and the harbringer of winter, a slowing down of life. But for John Brownstone and myself, it's a new beginning.

This summer wasn't bright and shiny for us. Instead, it was oppressive in it's sadness. There was little joy in the sunshine. There were hurt feelings, anger, and grief.

While the rest of the world looks to fall as the harbinger of winter and the end to outdoor fun, fruity cocktails by the beach, and family vacations, we have a different view. The summer is over, and we're thankful.

The grieving for someone we love never really ends. But there's something about the changing of the seasons that has breathed new life into us, that gives us hope and small moments of new joy - in life, in our little family, and in each other.

This summer wasn't bright and beautiful, no matter how much the sun shone. It was dark and desolate. It was something to be endured. It felt like something to be survived as we crashed along rocks.

As the summer "officially" ends, we're not among those who feel disappointment in the end of something. No, we're smiling and feeling the first faint taste of optimism. This new season is the beginning of something. Big or small, it matters not. For the first time in months, I think we both feel hope again. We're no longer bracing ourselves for the next hit, the next hurt. It's less about holding the other up and more about pulling each other along in starry-eyed wonder at what the next day might bring.

Farewell, summer of 2015. You weren't wonderful to us this year, but you did what you were meant to do. We're closer. We're stronger. We endured and we grew. Everything happens for a reason, even this. I know you taught us new lessons and for that, I am grateful, but I won't miss you. I'm ready to welcome a new day and a new season.

Welcome to Wicked Wednesday. This week's prompt was all about summer. This summer didn't inspire as much sexy hotness as I would have liked. Let's see what fall brings.

Farewell to Summer

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Kayla Lords

I am an erotic author, sex blogger, podcaster, freelance writer, and an opinionated marketer. I’m also a masochistic babygirl submissive with an amazing and sadistic Daddy Dom. Welcome to my kinky corner of the internet!

13 Comments

  • I love the summer and I truly mourn its passing each year but then summer here is so short and pathetic. I am already wearing my winter sweaters and it is a battle of wills not to turn the heating on. I wish we had a autumn like yours, weather wise it sounds bliss. I can totally understand why you are glad to see the end of this summer season and I look forward to reading what the Autumn brings for you two lovely people

    Mollyxxx

    • Autumn and spring are the two best seasons around here thanks to the weather. I’d fight, too. Heck, we fight against turning on the heater in the winter – just for different reasons, lol.

      I’m looking forward to whatever is around the corner next. 🙂

  • Like Molly I can understand why you’re happy to see the end of this summer.
    Autumn was always my favourite season when I lived in England because of the turning leaves and frost. Ireland doesn’t seem to have the same crisp days. But a Florida autumn sounds better, I need the warmth these days.

    • ((HUGS)) Thank you.

      I live in Florida for a reason – most of the time it’s mild and beautiful around here, regardless of the season. But even when the summer isn’t crazy, I’m still ready for it to be over – it’s nice to go outside without melting, lol.

  • […] Farewell To Summer by A Sexual Being  Kayla’s summer wasn’t an easy one. They had to say goodbye to a loved one and many days were filled with sadness and tears. Kayla and John Brownstone got through summer together, with lots of love and support for each other. They welcome fall with open arms. […]

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