Emotional processing, Personal Views

Bring on the heat.

Living in the south, it sometimes feels like we go right from winter to summer. Spring is short lived. As a yankee transplant, the southern spring feels like summer in Northwestern Pennsylvania, it can make me nostalgic, but I’m not moving back. In South Carolina, I go right from winter coats to flip-flops and sometimes in the same week.

Moving south was an easy adjustment for me, I am a summer girl. I was a southerner born in a northern town. This is where I was meant to be. I love the water, the pool, the ocean and the lake. I love long days spent lounging on the beach or relaxing at the pool. Water season is 5 months of the year and we still get the occasional snow in the winter. Who could ask for more?

People, often, ask me if I miss the snow? Ummmm, that is a great big NO! Snow is so beautiful when it’s falling but the mess, the cold, the 53 layers of clothing are not for me. I love our once a year snow. The world shuts down, you get an unexpected vacation day and every child runs out to play. The excitement of snow! As quickly as it came, it is gone. We go back to our mild temperature and sneaker or tennis shoes as they call them down here. It’s so different than back home, but it’s home and I love it.

We are blessed to live in such a beautiful place Nothing beats a Carolina blue sky and a southern sunset, even in the winter.

It’s too hot, you say? That’s what air conditioning and water are for. I can’t get warm in the winter but I can find many ways too cool down in the summer. Summer makes me sparkle. Sun-kissed hair, pink cheeks and tan toes is when I feel most at home.

A day at the pool recharges my batteries. It makes me slow down. I can’t be thinking about work or chores when I am watching the small boy swim till his hearts content. So bring on the sun, the heat and even the southern humidity. As long as it’s warm, I’m happy.

Now, I need to go and put on my glitter dripped Color Street pedicure strips and get my toesies ready for those flip flop. Until we talk again, in the midst of chaos, sparkle. Don’t let life dull your shine.

Much Love,

The Manicure Mom

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