Hello, and welcome to day twelve of the A to Z Challenge!
Today's topic is Lughnasadh, or Lammas.
Well, that was the original plan for this post, anyway. Yesterday, I traveled to my alma mater, Roanoke College, for my ten year reunion. I didn't go to my ten year high school reunion; I didn't feel compelled to do so. Somehow, though, I found myself anxiously waiting to see who would be at 'dear old Roanoke,' who I might get to catch up with during the whirlwind of activities.
I spent the evening at FOTQ (Friday on the Quad, a cookout/picnic event with a band) and at my sorority house. Then I ate dinner with some good friends at my home away from dorm room, Macado's.
It left me thinking about the kinds of love we encounter in our lives: friends, sorority sisters (or, for some, fraternity brothers), family, spouses, nieces, nephews, children, and places. It's the latter that struck me the most today, seeing all the familiar haunts from four amazing years in my life.
So, I'll leave you with a moment from yesterday where I was reminded of the beauty of a place and the love it can hold.
standing on elizabeth campus feeling the warm breeze
not just deep within
but carried on the wind
so potent in the moment
that all is right with the world and you
laughter and music drifting
lazily in the fading sunlight
scent of spring
of other days just like this
so long ago
catching the last rays of twilight
that glint off the windows
that once shielded you
looking in and seeing the past
as the future looks backr