As I soak up the last few days of B.C. sun, friends and family, I'm finding myself reflecting on what kind of summer this was.
Every year, whether it be determined by calender, seasons, events, etc., I've learned something about myself or my world.
When I first came back to Kelowna this summer, I knew that it would most likely be my last year living at home, full-time, in a family unit. Through we had our struggles as three university siblings, two crazy dogs and parents trying to figure us out, I think we all learned how to be a family...again.
It's not the same family unit that we had during our (gasp) 18 years of living at home all together, but more mature, different and unique in its own way. We've become the family that we're going to be for the rest of our lives as my brothers, parents and I move across the world and country.
The actual home structure may not be here forever, but that's okay.
For my girlfriends and I, this summer changed the dynamic between many of our relationships.
As one of my best friends and I laid out on the beach the other day discussing the usual...fall fashion, men, last weekend, men, wine, school, family and men, I couldn't help but wonder what had changed for all of us this summer.