changing season

A cloud floated over the sky, and then it started raining. Big water drops came down hard, hitting on the window, as if it was going to crack it open. I saw a flash of light outside, without any warning, and followed by the deep, grunting sound from heaven.
Amidst of all this lightening and thundering, I know, even the most turbulent time will be gone soon, and peace will return once again. This cloud in the sky can only linger for a little while, and when it goes to other places, everything will be cleared up again, and sunshine will come back to me.
I remember a month ago, I was thinking to myself that this summer might be over after a week of rain, day after day. But I guess the weather is unforgiving as ever; just as you think something is coming, other stuff gets in the way. The temperature climbed up as quickly as it once fell, and now I get this seemingly summer-like thunderstorm. I once expected snow at the end of the month, and seems like I can't say anything now. Maybe it'll be here as soon as that, or indefinitely late. There was a year when this place was warmer than home in January, but still snowed heavily in April. This is New York.
But one thing for certain, this is the time for season's alternation. There's no concept of autumn, and it's the transition between summer and winter. During this time of change, many things can happen, and many people can't adjust to the sudden change, then much efforts fall short of expectation. When life doesn't get smooth as we want it to be, then maybe it's just showing signs of difference. It may be difficult to adapt, but eventually something is going to turn out right. I can't tell you exactly what, but I never had doubt about that. If you can't see the road ahead in the fog, then just keep walking ahead for a bit, and you'll know where you are and where you come from.
After a month or so, it will be our first winter together. You said you like summer, but I have no reason to dislike winter. If you hate the cold, then I'll make our lives fun enough to let you forget about that. Whether it's summer or winter, it's up to you and me how we want to live. And what I said to you, is to give you sweet memories every day of the year.