…with fall
Yeah, didn’t mean to get your hopes up. Or maybe I did.
Ask me what my favorite season was years ago, and I would have said SUMMER! Hands down. No questions asked. I just loved the sweet tea, pool, the humidity and smell of freedom that summer gave me and all teenagers. 2am was a beautiful time then. Around that same time, I thought the idea of living in an apartment for the rest of my life sounded thrilling (cause then I would never have to do yard work), pastel colors are terrible in the home, and the idea of receiving practical gifts for Christmas sounded like death warmed over.
Well… Currently, I could not be more relived that summer is over. Not just the chaos of my job, but summer as a whole. I’m over the heat, the busyness, the weight of it all. I’m over it. It lost its appeal to me. I also love my sleep SO much so that the idea of going to bed late means staying up till midnight. On my latest home search, it was important to me to find somewhere that did not feel like an apartment at all. My living room will be filled with calming, soothing pastel tones. And my future gift list consists of new luggage and a messenger bag for my computer and work supplies.
Sometimes, when I am on the phone with the cable company or the bank, I find myself laughing out loud. I laugh so hard because I know what I just said is something my mother would say. I am becoming my mother. And suddenly, I realize, its not so bad.
Wanting to have a real “homey” feel to the place I lay my head isn’t bad. Getting a good night’s rest isn’t bad. Or even wanting things I will actually use as presents now is just the opposite of terrible. I am growing up. More importantly, I am becoming okay with the fact that its fine to change my mind.
Life changes. A LOT. And all the time. You might think that you are “sticking to your guns” or whatever, but being open to change and discovering new things is a great and wonderful maturing process. Cause when you learn just to let go, is when you can begin to fall into true freedom.
Summer, goodbye. I’d like to say I’m sad to see you go, but I’m not.
HELLO beautiful autumn. I’m pumped for pumpkin flavored everything, football, crisp air, and just a general slowing down of life.
I couldn’t be more ready for you.
I’m in love.
p.s. now that my crazy season is over, expect more blogs about my nonstop summer of blessings to come for you to enjoy!
