enjoy the journey
Leaves of love. It’s moments like this that do make autumn a joy. A gift of colorful leaves with a heartwarming note from my daughters.As autumn blesses us with crisp air and falling leaves, my days become more contemplative, more introspective, as I long for moments curling up with a warm quilt, peering out the window, letting my mind wonder and ponder. Between the demands and priorities of life that generally take center stage, I sneak in quiet moments of nothingness whenever possible. I see a new pattern emerging year after year; I no longer embrace autumn as easily as I once did. Instead, I retreat, hunker down, trying to deny the cruel, approaching winter.
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Life is ironic. Most of us journey through life in a chaotic mad dash to the finish line, never fully appreciating the journey itself. When I allow myself a quick reprieve from the everyday madness, I do take note and see the brilliance of it all — the challenges, the relationships, the hardships that encourage appreciation of the blissfulness, the exuberance and innocence of youth, the wisdom and maturity gained with age. There is so much I still do not understand, so much I still cannot wrap my head around, yet so much that really does make sense to me. Enjoy the journey, a simple phrase yet a challenging task I aspire to with every new sunrise.
