adjective: having no one else present; on one’s own
The Summer Solstice is June twenty-first. The Autumnal Equinox is September twenty-second. So, Summer is about ninety-three days long this year. We are forty-two days in. Nearly half over… Ahhh Summer!
I have dipped my toes in both the Atlantic and the Pacific. Seen the sun rise in the east and set in the west. Smelled the sweetness of ligustrum over an entire island. Eaten’ fish and lobster and sushi to my hearts content. Had drinks with hometown friends nearly three thousand miles away from home. Meet some new and interesting people. Been to beaches, museums, art galleries, cafes and several swanky bars.
But the best part of this summer has been carving out some alone time. Time to rest. Time to think. Time to just be. I’ve taken walks, sat on beaches, read books, went to bed early and gotten up late. And mostly I have pondered. Reconciling what could have been. Marveling at what could be.
There’s still officially fifty-one days left, but I’m thinking this might be the best summer of my life. I have a new found respect and grateful heart for the long slow days of the season. Regenerating, refreshing, restoring my spirit…keep it comin’ because I kind of like that about myself.
“I restore myself when I’m alone.”