Every year it seems that somewhere around this time I wake up one morning and, in complete shock, realize that it’s the end of August. It’s not like I haven’t been aware of the current date incrementing its way upward, it’s the realization that summer is almost over that seems to catch me off guard. So here I am once again, struggling to come to terms with the fact that the traditional end of summer holiday, Labor Day, is just a couple of days away. Although I do love fall and the excitement it brings, I always lament the day when I finally have to pack away my flip-flops for my warmer shoes.

This was a summer of big events for many of the women in our alumnae chapter and our first meeting of the year will be dedicated to catching up with one another and sharing a memento, a project, or a special story from the summer. We have many fun and interesting programs lined up for the rest of our monthly meetings as well. I’m really excited about participating in the new activities in addition to our traditional favorites.

Now as I put on my flip-flops, I’ll wiggle my toes in a defiant act against those closed-toe shoes waiting in my closet. I’ll make a conscience decision to breath in the smells of the late summer barbecues and listen to the sounds of the little league games filtering through the neighborhood. On a good day, I may even chase down the ice-cream truck. I hope to see many of you in September at our first meeting and hear your stories of how you took advantage of the summer’s days.