August has never been a great month. No holidays, no birthdays...and other, more solemn anniversaries. The month Chewy's father died, those many years ago. The month my mom died, just a year ago. The month my Grammie had strokes that started her fall into failing health. The month Chewy was laid off (twice!). The month that ends and begins and yet never is greeted with happiness or cheer.
There are other more happier memories of August, including Cape Cod and other fun. Uncle Tom visiting...which he is going to do this year! So, maybe, just maybe, mixed in with the apprehension, bittersweet, anxiousness...maybe we will make some summertime memories to add to our August.