In all honesty, everyone has their favorite time of year, and it's very interesting to find out why people revolve their lives around them. People love drinking hot cocoa in winter and smelling fresh flowers in spring. A person's favorite season could revolve around a certain holiday, or maybe we just love the weather changing. Most of the people I know are really in love with fall, and truthfully, I don't understand it at all. Yes, we all have our own opinions and traditions that make us stir in happiness, but fall doesn't do it for me.
To this day, my favorite time of the year is summer. I love the fresh hot sun beaming as I splash around in the pool. I love the freedom of just hanging out at home and being lazy with my momma without guilt over not doing anything. For me, summer has always spoken to me as a slice of freedom. Freedom from school and the weighted feeling that assignments bring with them. As a kid, fall was a heartbreaking time where I mourned the loss of another summer passed by. Plus fall was just the dreadful sign that school was coming, yet everyone just wanted Halloween candy and pumpkin themed everything.
Now that I'm older, fall is more than dressing up on Halloween and going trick-or-treating. Everything is pumpkin flavored in addition to pumpkin themed. I'm sorry, but a pumpkin spice latte is not a worthy enough reason to consider fall as the best time of year. With the ever-changing climate, one of my main reasons for having a distaste of fall is the disgusting feeling of not knowing whether to wear a tank top and shorts one minute or a sweater and jeans the next. At least, in winter and summer, the seasons have a specific temperature that coordinates with my clothes.
Maybe it's just me, but it seems like everyone is taking a pumpkin spice flavored sip of the fall latte. People act like it's so unique to like fall when really...everyone likes fall now. So now everyone's favorite holiday is Halloween, (even though Christmas is truly the best holiday). Let me guess, it's because it's in fall, or you eat candy and dress up as whatever you want, even though technically we have the ability to choose our own clothes and wear what we want in the first place? Since when did fall become so commercialized into something beyond another calm season breezing by? I can still remember a time when fall was just another season instead of an elaborate Facebook post.
So to all my fall lovers out there, I hope fall means more to you than the modern gimmicks associated with it. No matter what season you love, I hope the reasons behind it are special. A special time of year should carry you with warmth in your heart. The best time of year should have a valued meaning, even if we have to ponder that over a pumpkin spice latte or leftover Halloween candy.
