Oh yes! It’s that time of year again! Hoodies can be worn in the morning and evening, sweaters will be coming out soon, pumpkin spice is everywhere, the decorations are going up, and golden rods are blooming making us all sneeze like we’ve got the ‘Rona. It’s fall here in the south. I’m in heaven, mostly.
My sweet daughter in law asked me the other day if I was alright. She was wondering if I was feeling depressed or something. I have dealt with anxiety and depression before so it wasn’t a crazy question at all. One of my worst bouts of depression I neglected to do some of my favorite Christmas traditions that usually give me abundant joy. As she pointed out that I hadn’t decorated for fall and it was September 19th already, I realized why she was concerned. You see, in our home, fall starts Labor Day Weekend when Dove season comes in. AND I LOVE FALL!!!!! But this year has been different, for everyone.
I can only say that the Summer of 2020 was interesting. With the Corona virus still in full swing and two new babies, we hunkered down and in for a while. Our old pool had been taken down and a new one ordered only to be delayed two months. It didn’t get put up til July 12th which made for a short amount of summer in my opinion. My husband and son went to Nebraska Labor Day weekend for a duck hunt and the girls, babies, and I went to the Outer Banks of North Carolina. My husbands Grandfather passed while we were away so we went straight into funeral mode when we got back. Work, busyness, and life continued and no decor went up.
I stayed awake that night after my hubby went to bed. I reflected on things and wondered, “Am I depressed?”. Honestly, no, I’m not. I am blessed! But for the first time as long as I can remember, was not ready to leave the summer behind. I hadn’t gotten enough pool days, or nights. I hadn’t danced on the deck enough with the love of my life. I hadn’t had enough ‘rivah’ time, or boat time, or beach time. I hadn’t had enough TIME.
So today, the second day of the actual fall, with my house decorated (the other night before I went to bed), and a cool evening rolling in, I welcome you back. My dear, old friend. For years I have welcomed you even before you quite made it in and I thanked God for you. I do so again today, I’m so glad you’re hear and that God has allowed me another rendezvous with you. Time is now more precious and I’m going to enjoy every. single. bit.
Sorry y’all but I’ve just got to say it!!
HAPPY FALL Y’ALL!!!!