Just as there are seasons of the Earth, there are also seasons of life. You guys know what I’m talking about- busy seasons and slow seasons. I am in a busy season. Fall is my absolute favorite time of year, but its also always the busiest. I have a love-hate relationship with this fact. There’s just something about bundling that gets me giddy. Little girl giddy. And, I love it. Hoodies, coats, scarves, boots. Me oh my. I wish it would last forever. I often wish life moved more slowly throughout the fall so that I could enjoy these moments even longer. Unfortunately, though, I don’t think that life cares much for my opinion, so I try to make the best of the moments I have. No matter how quickly they seem to pass.
Here’s a peak into life as of late. I’ve been busy. Super busy. Sometimes I think way more busy than I should be. But then I ask myself: what is my life if I don’t live it? No one else is going to live it for me and that whole vicarious-living-through-another-person thing really is just no fun. Besides, busy or not, there is at least one thing about each day that is beautiful. Just absolutely, breathtakingly beautiful. I don’t even believe that this beauty is something I have to seek out. Beautiful things already exist. All I have to do is slow down long enough to notice them.
Tomorrow is a much needed day of rest. Cuddling up on the couch with a ball of yarn and a warm fire is just a night away. Patience is a virtue. Persistence is the key.