Lessons from Lou

This blog is about my journey through the brain tumor world with my dear husband, Lou. While not a journey I would wish on even my worst enemy, it is a journey that has enlightened and awakened me to what lies within us, and around us, each and every moment of each and every day. There are lessons here....lessons in this journey.....lessons from Lou....that I would like to share with you.

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Picture of Lou (sick) and I at a party, circa 2005, long ago and faraway. I'm now a middle aged widow, trying to get my life back together. Mother of two young adult sons, living with two adult cats.

Tuesday, August 26, 2008

Summer Ends

As it does every year. There's a slight chill in the air, even during the day. And it smells different, a bit fresher, crisper. The sun is not as warm. It is getting darker, earlier, already. All of a sudden, summer seems over. And it is not yet Labor Day. I used to absolutely adore the beginning of fall, and all that would portend....... new school clothes, supplies, class schedules, activities. Football. All that. Now, the end of summer brings with it a tinge of sadness. The shorter days that eventually arrive. An empty house. The gray dampness that becomes winter. And stays winter for oh so long. Summer goes out quietly, ever so softly, but quickly, it seems. One day, you are on the beach in a towel, the next, walking briskly wrapped in a sweater. It's a difficult time, this last week of summer. I suspect it always will be. Remembering......wanting to leave that time behind, yet wanting to keep it, safe. Wanting it to be over, this limbo end of summer time, but wanting to hang on. Bittersweet, when summer ends.

5 Comments:

Blogger The Kitchen said...

Cathy-Sending you a big hug from Texas!

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9:56 AM  
Blogger Shelley said...

Yes...
the end of a season,
the marking of time,
ready or not,
the world keeps spinning,
the sun sets and rises again.

It's good to stop,
to breathe,
to notice,
as you say,
to keep it safe.

The death of one season
is the birth of another,
and so it goes.

Tomorrow will be two years.
I remember,
and miss him with you.

Much love to you.
MUCH.

1:47 AM  
Blogger Sue said...

I didn't forget Cathy . . .
Thinking of you and hugging you and of course remembering Lou and all the lessons he taught us all; those that didn't even know him.

10:18 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Hi Cathy!! this site is blocked at work so I come and check up in the few minutes i have at home.. Thinking of you...sending you warm hugs !
Jenn d/o Martha

6:26 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Well that's depressing.

2:11 AM  

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