As I read your story, I remembered mine, and you remember that summer as the best because, in addition to the freedom, you were a happy person.
The same thing happened to me: I longed for summer to come so I could go to my grandparents' house and be a happy child with two people who, despite being upright, pampered us and protected us.
And that's what happens to us: We associate moments in life with years, seasons, or events that marked us and remain forever in our lives and memories.

Thanks for sharing.
Happy Monday and have a better week.
Cheers and greetings.