With the start of summer right around the corner, I have been feeling a great sense of impending doom. I know, I know every body is a summer body, and honestly, last summer I accepted the fact that this is the body I was given and am grateful for it. But, deep down I think I’ll always want to change something about myself, and what better time to do so than summer? I do give myself so much grace and space to grow and adapt to these big thoughts and feelings and you should do the same. Change doesn’t come overnight, and sometimes (in my case) doesn’t come in a year either. When the weather changes, it always reopens and the deep wound that I was so sure was closed at the end of last summer, but this is the year that I will stitch it closed. It’s the big 26, tankinis are back in style, Hollister has dropped swim shorts, and the girls are sleeping on the pier again. Why would I ever wanna miss that? To sum up my ambiguous thoughts, love yourself three times more than normal, hang out with your friends, go outside, and remember that you only get this one life, might as well be the bon vivant of your story.