Summer was

mornings full of possibility,

a season of new, exciting movies,

cartoons and comedy specials,

a long series of play dates,

days at my grandmother’s pool,

a trip to King’s Island,

delicious cookouts,

dazzling fireworks,

sleepovers

that went on for weeks,

video game marathons,

popsicles in plastic,

Batman ice cream

with gum ball eyes

from the ice cream man’s truck,

s’mores,

a break from school,

a break from homework,

a break from bullies,

being free from time,

being with friends,

being dragged to

Vacation Bible School

and church camp,

family reunions in Nashville,

always over too soon,

a time to read,

a time to play,

a time to dream,

a taste of Heaven

or at least a Heaven

I actually wanted to go to.