It's November 9th and the temperatures here in Phoenix finally dipped below 70 degrees - 69 to be exact. Everyone was talking about how cold it was today. People wore hats and coats and sweaters. Now I know to my Canadian family and friends this sounds a little crazy. But I've lived in Phoenix since 2003 so my thick Canadian blood thinned a long time ago. And just so you know, I was not wearing a coat, hat, or even a sweater. But I was delighted to feel the chill of November, be it ever so relative. Because after months of living in air conditioning, fending off the 110 degrees outside, this was a day to celebrate.
All my life fall has been my favorite season. The smell of macintosh apples, smoke from a chimney, a new woolen sweater, my leather book bag, maple leaves on the ground, are memories that take me back to my childhood in outport Newfoundland in autumn. Of course, that was September. Still today I found myself remembering those things and enjoying them once again, if only in my mind. There was for me always a sense of new beginnings in the fall. School, the promise of ideas, new books to read, stories to write, friends and adventures. How lovely, that on this November day I was reawakened to that joyful anticipation because the cool air held a twinge of the crisp days of fall from long ago.
My life in this moment is filled with new beginnings. I am learning to live my life as a single mom. I am meeting new people. I am stepping out of my comfort zone to do things I have not dared before. I am building a a business from home, a life long dream of mine. These are new adventures, new joys. And while I still have my moments of trepidation I wake each day with the certainty that I am on to something good. Something wonderful. A definite change in the weather.
May you blessed today!
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