I have so many special memories of summers from my childhood. One such memory was sipping my mom’s homemade lemonade on the porch swing in the late afternoons. My mom still makes the best lemonade in three counties, and there was no better way growing up to end a long, hot day. Nothing in life was better except for the great conversation and laughs on that old porch swing. I have since made memories with my daughter.  Memories that include our favorite lemonade.    As I’ve gotten older and a lot busier, I admit I tend to do things a little differently than my mom. I have a few unique…