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Farewell to Summer Love Notes

When I woke up Monday morning, a peek beyond the covers showed nothing but darkness. I assumed there must be hours to go before waking time. JB is out of town and instead of curling into him so that his warmth and heartbeat sooth me back to sleep, I roll into his empty pillow, glance at the clock and see that it’s 6:24.

I’ve always been a lover of mornings, so instead of allowing the Alice-in-Wonderland type dreams to invade my IMG_20140527_070629should I doze, I choose to rise. It’s time to begin the day, to seek coffee.

I throw on a robe, slide my feet into slippers, and stretch as I move into the kitchen; it’s darkish as I glance through the plate-glass windows and their view of the golf course. But there’s a sliver light barely on the horizon.

The coffee pot does it’s magical BEEP BEEP BEEP, I reverently fix my first cup and take the first prayerful and glorious sip.

I take my coffee and my current morning read (An Altar in the World) out on the deck to savor the solitude as the world wakes along with me.

I listen to the doves coo and the cicadas sing. I watch the pink fade to gold against the clouds and realize that the leaves of the maple tree are no longer a deep forest green, but have softened in tone to pear.

I can’t deny the fact that summer is slowly shifting to make way for fall.

The signs have been all around me, but I guess I’ve been in denial.

The calendar pages have been moving at a rapid rate. Not only is the sun rising later, it’s setting a little earlier each signsoffallday, too. And, though I just noticed the fading of the leaves on the maple trees, my birch tree out front has been shedding yellow leaves here and there for days.

There’s a soft Alice blue cardigan on the back of my office chair that I’ve been tossing on in the late evenings to stave off the chill. Though midday temps are in the 80’s, the nights are presenting us  with weather cool enough to toss open the windows and let the fresh air filter through the screens.

As much as I hate to do so, it’s time to begin saying Goodbye to Summer and “Farewell” to Summer Love Notes.

When I first envisioned this project, I had high hopes of bringing little rays of sunshine to warm you spiritually. And I believe we accomplished that.

Each day was like opening a gift of love and a tiny piece of soul from each of the amazing contributors.

I can’t tell you how eternally grateful I am to everyone.

For each of you that took the time to read even a single love note, how amazing are you? That you allowed us valuable space in time in your oh-so-busy lives.

And for the awe-inspiring contributors, I hold a deep reverence for the brilliant and talented people that agreed to shine their light here at Summer Love Notes .

Though Summer Love Notes is ending for 2015, the website will stay in place for those days when your heart is needing a little warmth or your soul is longing for the light of summer.

And who knows, we may be back next summer to share more wisdom, wit, and rays of sunshine.

About the Author – Debra Smouse

debrasmouse200x300 I’m Debra Smouse, a self-admitted Tarnished Southern Belle. I can help you detangle all your clutter, fall in love with yourself and your life, and unleash your inner sex kitten.

My truth? In order to live life the way you were meant to, you must fall in love with the day-to-day activity of living.

I spend my days writing and working with people who want to change the world, beginning with themselves.

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A life coach and writer, me and my Gypsy Soul have stopped their constant roaming and have settled down in Dayton, OH where I share life’s adventures with the Man of My Dreams.

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Welcome to Summer Love Notes

I was the weird kid that always loved going to school. Yet, despite my thirst for learning, I welcomed the arrival of summer break.

debraanddad_lakemurry_1972Summer meant a week (or two) at my grandmother’s, where I spent hours nestled in the big oak tree in her front yard chain-reading books.

Summer meant chasing lightening bugs and drinking out of the hose.

Summer meant exploring the woods on my bike, picking wild blackberries, and running through the sprinklers.

It also meant family vacation! My thirst for knowledge along with my innate curiosity accompanied me on our vacations and I couldn’t wait to find out more about the caves in Missouri, Baby Doe and the Silver Rush, Pike’s Peak, the Alamo and the Painted Desert.

Most important for summer vacation, though? That the motel have a POOL!

Though at times I thought I’d die of boredom in the summer, looking back now I know that being “bored” stimulated my imagination, encouraged me to day dream, and motivated me to stop complaining and do something with my ideas to bust the monotony.

A few months ago, I ran across an old photo album at my father’s. Flipping through it, I realized that the photographs that portrayed the best stories took place during the long, hot summers. I wanted to dive headlong into the feelings the photos evoked and wondered how I could share that essence with others.

What would exploring the nostalgia of summer bring to me? How could I channel the carefree days into my busy adult life?

My first thought, of course, was to share prompts and stories since my go-to way of invitation is words and images. I wanted to create a content rich summer themed program – and I wanted it to be free.

Yet, I didn’t want my voice as the only voice of Summer Love Notes.

My memories are decidedly set in the 70’s with a healthy splash of the 80’s tossed in.

Long ago I began to understand that whatever we grow up with is “normal” until we get a chance to hear the stories of others to learn what their “normal” may have been. All those “normal” experiences combined allow us to see a rich and vibrant quilt of opportunities and possibilities.

So, I started inviting friends to join me. I reached out to acquaintances as an opportunity to get to know them better, too. Then, I asked a few friends to introduce me to their friends.

Over the next 59 days, more than twenty wise, witty, and totally cool people will join me as they share their sights, sounds, tastes, experiences, and personal views of Summer.

For subscribers (you can subscribe here if you haven’t yet), you can expect an email by By 7 AM EST each day thanks to the magic that is Mailchimp. The main Love Note will also be available on the Summer Love Notes website, however, subscribers will receive a peek at what’s coming tomorrow in the exclusive email missives.

You can also find out about new content in my social media feeds, including Twitter, Facebook, and sometimes Instagram.

I would be so honored if you would invite friends, family members, colleagues to join us.  And yes, please do share this Love Note in your social media circles.

Here’s to Summer Loving!

About the Author – Debra Smouse

debrasmouse200x300 I’m Debra Smouse, a self-admitted Tarnished Southern Belle. I can help you detangle all your clutter, fall in love with yourself and your life, and unleash your inner sex kitten.

My truth? In order to live life the way you were meant to, you must fall in love with the day-to-day activity of living.

I spend my days writing and working with people who want to change the world,  beginning with themselves.

A life coach and writer, me and my Gypsy Soul have stopped their constant roaming and have settled down in Dayton, OH where I share life’s adventures with the man of my dreams.

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