Summer …

My mind is always wondering where to go and it is hard for me to be confined and write based on writing prompt. But I did it once on Sandra’s post and I supposed it wasn’t so bad at all … in fact, it let me explore and now I am responding to Jenn’s post –Summer.

Closing my eyes with my arms wide open—this is how  I would  embrace Summer each time. Perhaps it is the time for me to travel. For those who know me personally or thru my writings—travel is me, travel is my favorite thing on earth.

In fact, during my weekend away with hubby http://journeyofmylifendestiny.blogspot.com/2012/06/sealed-with-kiss.html , we have come across this subject, --what is the one thing that I must do that I can’t live without. After thinking for awhile, I said, “I don’t really care much about materials, be jewelry or huge house. I always get what I want, in fact there is not a thing that I want that I don’t have. Note this, I never wish for anything beyond our buying power. I am pretty realistic person. I do dream but still I don’t dream about material. There are two things that I would cry for if I can’t have them. First one is my career. I love my career –tho I am not having the best career at this point of my life but I still can live with it. Another one is traveling.”

Traveling means Summer (and Winter) in our family. Ever since when I was in College, I can’t wait for Summer (and Winter) to come then I can stretch my legs and start walking and exploring to the unfamiliar places (or perhaps some familiar ones with our kids) but still with the same curious eyes. These curious eyes of mine have traveled far and beyond and still find each unique (even it is not famous) place quite fascinating.

I love Summer –perhaps its warm weather. I always dislike the cold even though Winter has given me a different kind of warm feeling.  Speaking of Winter –our traveling seems to end up in warm places like Caribbean, Mexico or Florida where sunshine seems to monopolize regardless of season.

Perhaps Summer brings back the feeling of mine that I was once a June bride or perhaps those fond memories we have during our camping trips to nearby national parks or perhaps those fireworks that sparkles the whole sky or perhaps the smell of the barbeque in the neighborhood.—Whatever it is! It spells Summer.

Summer, here I come and each year my journey always seems to cross path with you. Today, I am taking my friends, my readers with me for a little visit and perhaps they would share with us—what does Summer mean to them

So, What does Summer mean to you?

Until next stop,

Journey of Life