A Message to August

I have been giving you a bum rap for far too long. You see, my brain has been color coding months on a pie chart ever since I can remember. Every month gets a color and a position on the pie chart. Yours is in the bottom right, much like the same place a number 5 is on the clock.

And in this color coding, you have always been given the misfortune of being seen as an ugly color: brown mixed with a dull yellow. To say it without being too cruel, dog poop with a squirt of mustard on top.

I should have used a cute name to describe you, like those used by clever Crayola: “bittersweet, fuzzy-wuzzy, tumbleweed.” But instead, I chose to overlook your charm and possibilities and avoid seeing the best in you.

I know what you will say. You were at a disadvantage from the start. No wonder I have never liked you August.

So today, on the start of the first of your 31 days, I am not just giving your color a new name. I am applying primer over your designated space in my mind and giving you a new hue. You are now GOLDEN and I will look forward to what you have to offer. Your possibilities will be endless.