After Summer Ends

My name is Willow Erwin, and I hate summer. My mother always said hate is a strong word, but in this case, it's the right one. I haven't found one good thing about the season. Most people tell me since I'm a teacher that reason alone should make it my favorite season, but that couldn't be further from the truth. For me, summer brings everything I abhor; bugs, heat, sweating, and painful memories of a woman I will never see again.

Then, in the wink of one very beautiful blue eye, all of that changed. This is the story of Summer and how she taught me to love her. It's about her quiet, and sometimes fearful, way of teaching me to embrace the moment, and to live recklessly. It's about how both of us learned to forgive, to hope, to pray, and to love, even after summer ends.

Inclusions: Rheumatoid arthritis, dwarfism