There are several things that I love
about autumn. I love the clothes. Sweaters and sweatshirts...and this
year I might get funky and add some scarves and hats. I love the
approaching holidays; candle lit tables and hearty food enjoyed with
loved ones. I love the crunch of leaves underfoot and the beautiful
colors that explode on trees overnight. I love traditions; carving
pumpkins, making pies and sugar cookies. I love curling up on the couch
with a cup of cocoa and a good book.
But when I woke up this morning at 5:45 and it was still dark outside, I felt a little melancholy.
Summer is coming to a rapid end, and I feel sad! I am going to miss
Cameron and Ethan when they are gone all day, and I think maybe I'm
feeling a little bit of Cameron's sorrow for the rapid loss of freedom
he's experiencing. Soon it will be books and homework, getting up early
and going to bed on time. No more late nights playing basketball with
Dad at church or watching Hitchcock movies until midnight. (The boys do
so love "Rear Window" and "The Birds".) I want to feel happy to
welcome fall. I want my heart to swoon over it's promise. But today I
just feel very "blah" about the whole thing.
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