Friday, August 29, 2014
there is something about the end of August, something in the air that makes me think of new beginnings. I can hear the sounds of the high school band and the cheering for the football team and I am taken back to a different place and time. There is an electricity in the air, a hopeful excitement. New shoes, new clothes, new coat, and new school supplies all ready at the waiting. Which outfit to wear for the first day...no jeans or pants allowed (for the girls).
Then as quickly as it comes it fades away and I am standing in the parking lot of the grocery store. An old woman living on sweet moments of past memories.