Dear Summer,

I know we’ve had a love/hate relationship over the years. Things have been strained between us. It’s my fault. I took advantage of you as a youngster in school, and grew to hate your oppressive heat and humidity as I got older. I didn’t take the time to appreciate all the good things you have to offer.

So this year, I’m vowing to appreciate you more. To keep the propane tank full and grill more al fresco dinners. To savor your long days and languid laziness. To turn of the television and tackle more Pinterest recipes and DIY projects instead. To read more books on the hammock on the back patio with great big glasses of iced tea. To spend less time at work and more time with family and friends. To enjoy more days outside and wear my bikinis unabashedly. Maybe even get a [safe] tan. And to dress myself in colors the Chiquita Banana lady would be proud of, all summer long.

Yours,

Keira