You may think I'm crazy....

I have a serious love/hate relationship with fall.

My husband thinks I'm dramatic.

But I really can't help myself.

Every year this overwhelming sadness comes with the coolness in the air.

I can feel it shift.

And then I cry inside. 

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I feel like with the end of summer I'm mourning the loss of a lifestyle.

The summer foods, pools, sprinklers, bbq's, vacations, yummy smelling sunscreen, flip flops, the constant sound of lawnmowers, ect ect.

Every year I honestly give fall a fair chance.

I love the cooler weather, I love changing up my wardrobe with the addition of hoodies and long sleeved shirts. I love all the fall decorations, Halloween and the gorgeous colors.

But every year fall lets me down.

The weather turns bitter, and with that comes the death of trees and grass and foliage, and the wet.

What can I do when all I feel is the impending doom of winter that comes hand in hand with this wonderful season?

Move.

But I can't.

I can't leave my family, my home, my street, my town. 

I love them all too much.

So what WILL I do?

I will cry.

 I will cry to my husband and with my sisters about how sad it is.

 I will look for the good but still feel the bad.

 I will focus on the fun and joy the holidays will bring.

 And just like last year and the year before that, my spring and summer will come, and I will have made it through another year.

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