Once, my mom said that she missed a fall. She got so busy with life that she didn't notice the leaves were changing, and that the weather had chilled. She woke up one day, stepped out onto the front porch, and all the leaves were off the trees.

I remember very clearly, we were in the station wagon, driving down a country road. She just looked out the window and said, “I will never miss another fall.”

The weather was chilly this morning. Opened the door and saw leaves tumbling across the grass.

I blinked and summer was gone.

I will not miss the fall.