November has crept up on me like someone steadily moving into my heart, with an ease.
Slowly changing.
There are still days that I sit with my eyes closed and bask in the sunlight and others where the wind whips thru, but i love the wind- its unpredictable and reminds me I’m still alive.
Im running against the wind now and it makes me stronger.
Normally after a run the wind is on my back slowly coaxing me forward.I am all about cardigans and sweaters but today I’ve left it off, because sometimes its good to be cold.
November has shown me that if you wait to put your sweater on, that just as the goosebumps begin to rise, someone may just come to wrap their arms around you and they aren’t just a temporary shield from the wind.
That like the fall, slow transition is good so you can savor every minute. Its my favorite.”It reminds me that I want to keep changing. I have to keep changing like seasons or ill die. “
So I’m pausing in this November wind, pausing as the leaves change from green to yellow and some already yellow to orange. Im savoring this chill so that I know warmth when it comes. So i know warmth when He shows up and he has and I’ve decided I like November.
Its not been what I expected. It’s been slow and steady- patiently easing me into the wind, but always there with his arms around me. Who knows what December will look like. My minds not ready to shift from November and prepare and thats okay, because if its colder I’m pretty sure he’ll hold tighter and bring me indoors for something warm.
Sometimes standing in the wind ‘just because’ is stubborn. Eventually you need to make your way inside, warm drink in hand to cozy up with the ones you love and just enjoy the moment, because when spring arrives everything will be different and it will be a whole year of change again before you can settle into November and cozy up with December.
