01/09/2026
I think we sometimes expect ourselves to move on from things far too quickly.
Summer is ending.
The lighter evenings are slowly disappearing. The mornings are getting darker. The temperature is changing.
And perhaps you're genuinely looking forward to September.
But you might also miss something about summer.
The slower mornings.
Time outside.
Longer evenings.
More time with people you love.
The feeling that there was just a little more space.
Both things can be true.
You can be ready for what's next and still feel a little sad about what you're leaving behind.
Maybe we don't always need to talk ourselves out of that feeling.
Maybe we can simply notice it.
What will you miss most about summer?