July is nearly here, which means summer is well underway. Yay!!!!!
Oh summer, how we love thee so much! Ever wonder why that is? Why we get that “warm” and excited feeling inside as the temperature starts to rise and the sun shines longer and stronger each day.
It’s the anticipation of summer, and we are in the midst of it right now.Yes, we are so lucky!
I think that the onset of summer is exciting for many different reasons. First, no matter how old we are, we can never forget the feeling that we all had when we were younger, as school was coming to a close. While it was a feeling of accomplishment, it was also an extremely freeing feeling. For the next 12 weeks we were free! No homework or tests. No getting out at the crack of dawn to make the school bus, no pressure, no studying, no worrying, no real responsibilities.Our only job was to have fun. It was almost too good to be true! What an amazing thing it was. We had the opportunity to just “Be” for a little while. Seems so healthy. Wouldn’t it be nice to have such an opportunity as an adult? Who says it’s hard being a kid?
Even though we’re not in school anymore, we can share in our children’s excitement around the school year coming to a close. While being happy for them of course, we can also reminisce about our own “end of school year “and the feelings it conjures.
Summer is such a happy time. The weather brings about a more “sunny disposition”. Whichever ways our childhood summers were spent, we all have such fond memories of those times. Some of us went to day camp, others to sleep away camp. Then there were those of us who spent our summers with our family, either going on vacation, or just hanging at home.
My fondest childhood memories are of when we went up to the “Mountains” each summer. You see, I grew up in “Sunny Florida” which enabled me to play in the sun all year long. When summer came, it got so hot, that we decided to escape to upstate New York, to the Catskill Mountains.
My father would rent a U-Haul, and attach it to the back of our car. We would load it up with everything needed for the next two months. Everything, from clothing, to toys, to pots and pans, it all went in to the U-Haul. We would drive for the next 48 hours, stopping at a motel for the night. The journey alone was part of the whole experience. After two days of driving we would finally approach our destination. That was the most exciting few minutes. We would all sing, and laugh, and squeal in excitement!
We would stay in one of the eighty, tiny, run down cottages that made up what was known as a Bungalow Colony. It was sort of like a sleep away camp, but for families. There were many such colonies in Ulster and Sullivan counties about 120 miles northwest of New York City. City families would leave the hot city for the “Mountains” as the area was called. We children would spend our time at day camp on the premises, while our parents would play tennis, sit by the pool, and keep up the cottage. We would come home at 12:30 each day for a yummy home cooked meal. After running around, playing sports, swimming and crafting, Mom’s fresh lunches were a real treat. After lunch we ran to line up at the flagpole, for the start of an afternoon filled with fun. We didn’t go on many trips. Come to think of it, we hardly left the premises. We were so content running around outside and breathing in the country air.We had color war, games, and movie night. We also put on a show at the end of the summer. We were so happy being there. We formed lasting relationships, as we met up with the same friends each summer. It was always exciting to see how everyone changed over the school year.
Today, I spend summers with my family. It is different than it was back then. Now, I am the Mommy. You know, the one making those yummy homemade lunches 😉 We stay at home and the kids don’t go to camp. We spend our days going on family days trips. We call it “Camp Young”. We go boating, to amusement parks, water parks and more…. We have a great time going to really fun places, and enjoying quality time together as a family.
Someday, I would love to bring my children to the Bungalow Colony where I spent my happy summers as a child. I often tell my children stories about my times there, and would love for them to experience it firsthand. Until then, we are very happy spending our summers in “Camp Young”. And as for now, let’s all get excited, because in a few weeks we’ll be grabbing our suits and heading for the pool!!!(Last one in is a rotten egg)!










