Each year, as the leaves begin to glow, my skin prickles. For many, autumn is a melancholy time–a reminder of the long sleepy winter pending on the horizon. It was once for me, too.
But now I anticipate Fall as much as springtime.
For me, autumn is not the end, it is the beginning. Two years ago, I experienced a re-awakening, a new birth. I started a new life, and I will never be the same.
In 2012, as the blistering heat of summer gave way to cool crispness, I fell in love with my husband. A year that began in despair and brokenness ended with a new beginning.
My heart beats fast as I consider our first walks in the woods, with the smell of chimney smoke on the wind.
I swallow tears with memories of our first family trip to the pumpkin patch–now an annual tradition.
I feel the change in the air. I hear the crunch under our feet. I rake leaves into massive piles with my little helpers, and my heart is filled.
They’re little things, but they’re significant to me. They are my life.
2 thoughts on “Fall awakening”
I love this post! Fall has been difficult for me the past two years because that was when my marriage fell apart. I am working hard to create new memories though, and your post is so encouraging!! Love you, Melody!
It’s funny you should say that actually. I have some major triggers during the fall also. But I’m learning to replace them with happy things. And it’s working. 🙂