The Change of Seasons

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It is October and we are officially into Fall and already three quarters of the way through the year.

I’ve relished this summer and the incredible memories I have made - the countless majestic sunsets, heartwarming conversations and laughter by the glistening water with friends, and the thrill of spontaneous dinners and weekend trips. This summer meant a lot to me because it rekindled my adventurous spirit, as well as tender and open heart, and I am filled with so much gratitude.

As the leaves change color and fall to the ground, and the sun goes down more quickly, I am reluctant to let the memories fade and the seasons change… But I know that I must let go because there are many more memories to make. I remain yearning for adventure and the best out of life, not because of a season, but because it is simply who I am.

I choose to welcome apple picking, cozy sweaters, and yes, pumpkin spice lattes, as a backdrop for precious moments and dare to cherish the ones to come.

I have had seasons of solitude, of dry leaves, of a withered heart, and so all the more appreciate seasons of love, abundant green fields, and a joyful soul. Yet I dare not hold on to these seasons too tightly, as though they are fleeting and temporary in nature. I choose to believe that life is filled with a bounty of radiant memories, an overflow of surprise and awe, and constant adventures waiting to be experienced.

It is with anticipation and a reckless hope that I bid summer goodbye, and welcome this new season.

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Why Hello there, Fall.