Since tomorrow is the Autumnal Equinox (a.k.a. the first day of fall), Rafa and I celebrated the end of summer. We drove with the sunroof open and our shades on.

And I was happy. Not happy because summer is officially over, but so happy because I know we will have this moment again in the spring when the temperatures finally rise into the fifties and the air feels warm again.

And I know we will have this moment again next fall, and again the following spring, and again the following fall, and again and again as long as we have a car with a sunroof. Then we will start a new tradition.

There is something so comforting about the security I feel in knowing that we will share our last day of summer together for however many years God gives us on this earth together.