I used to consider August first the middle of Summer. I knew there was still a month left to vacation, a month left to hang out with Kierra and Aimee before they headed back to school.
Now the arrival of August first has me feeling melancholy. In less than two weeks we take Kierra back to Ohio State and then the next week we take Aimee back to Syracuse. Boy did the Summer go fast. Where did it go?
I used to love August. I'm not so sure anymore.