Tomorrow morning, I’ll be on the same flight I was on exactly three months ago.

So much can change in what seems like the blink of an eye. Three months ago it wasn’t officially summer yet, although Memorial Day signaled the unofficial beginning. Today, we’ve said goodbye to summer as Labor Day, the unofficial end, has come and gone.

Three months ago I was wishing fall could hurry up and get here. Now it’s just around the corner.

Three months ago we were heading into our busy season at work. Now, it’s still busy — but the majority of it is in our rear view mirror.

Three months ago the evenings were still brisk. Now the night air is heavy with humidity. Three months ago an evening walk sounded pleasant. Now it’s close to torturous. If the cool could return to the dusk, if be more willing to hoof it, more often.

Realizing that the last three months have passed in a flash is a nice reminder that — in just three more — Thanksgiving will be over and Christmas will beckon.

It also reminds me of the Ferris Bueller quote. You know the one, right?

“Life moves pretty fast. If you don’t stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it.”

I’ve never been the biggest fan of summer, generally preferring cool nights and rainy days above all others. But today I am thankful for a good summer, albeit one that was equally trying. Here’s to keeping our eyes wide open as we head toward the fall, lest we miss anything in life’s haste. Here’s to looking around once in a while.