
With summer on its way out I headed to Lake Michigan this past Saturday for a day at the beach with my fam. Who would have thought it could still happen? But it did and I loved every second. Even though I'm going to miss Summer, Fall is officially here and just as awesome.To me, Fall means sweatshirts, caramel apples, hot cocoa with peppermint schnapps, cider, pumpkins, perfect chilly weather, pies, cross country running, hopefully a live football game or two and my fall movies. Yes friends, I have specific movies that I can not enjoy unless they are "season appropriate." "When Harry Met Sally" (my #1 favorite if I had to name one because I have about 50 number ones) fits the bill quite well.
Yes, some might consider it more of a winter flick, but not I. The Fall stroll through Central Park in the movie brings all my good memories of past Falls from when I was a kid playing and raking leaves to memories of high school when a bunch of us would hang out at someone's house, watch movies, or ride in the "Happy Horn Mobile" headed to our high school's football game or even somewhere random which many times was the case for our group of friends (This was great fun too and I thank my friend JLH for that.) Regardless of where we went, we would all act crazy and carefree..probably because of the weather (according to RHerr's old elementary school teacher).
The Fall play also comes to mind and I reflect on those silly memories of kids running around backstage learning lines, hanging out, flirting and gossiping, playing in an old choir room while the piano upstairs practiced and actors rehearsed. All of this leading to the feeling of the perfect moment...when you can feel your self living that moment and feeling like nothing should ever change; like it cannot change because this moment in life is perfect.
Fall for me is a very reflective season and a nice reminder of those happy memories. Of course as the years have gone by more new perfect memories come to mind and the high school kid (me) who thought it couldn't get better was wrong, it did and it continues to do so. As life has taught me, the perfect moment isn't a finite memory, rather it is the action of living your life to the fullest; realizing what a gift life really is.
Happiness, warmth, love, and friendships are at the core of those memories the Fall brings to me. I look foward to the many wonderful memories to come and hope you too will be part of those, my memories.



