(When WVFC asked its writers to contribute some thoughts about Labor Day and the back-to-school season, we were nearly overwhelmed with smart thoughts. Stay tuned for more pairings this week. Below, Ainslie Uhl and Diane Vacca speak to that elegiac edge, when we can't decide whether to grieve summer or push forward. -- Ed.)
Diane Vacca : Labor Day is a bittersweet time: Janus-like, the end of summer and the start of the academic year have me looking forward and back at the same time... Ainslie Jones Uhl : The basil and I become survivalists about this time every year, struggling and striving to reach a common goal: making it past Labor Day. My whole being is on August autopilot, making sure that each of my offspring is well-equipped physically, emotionally and materially for a new school year and a new level of independence. The last few days are always frenzied, no matter how much I’ve done in advance.
Read full essays by Ainslie Uhl and Diane Vacca at Women's Voices For Change.
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I never grieve summer. Summer is a time where I feel overstimulated. Too many people, too much sunshine, too much intensity. I spring alive in the dead afternoon of winter.