This morning I awoke to an almost unwelcome chill in the air. After all, it can be a little disorienting to wake up cold when just yesterday the high temperature was a sweltering 85 degrees!
As I continued my journey toward full awareness, my groggy mind realized how excited I was to be a little cold.
FALL WAS HERE!
My most favorite time of the year, Fall was such a welcome change! Since I was a child it had been a season of revitalization and anticipation for me.
A new season! Leaving behind that retched one I’d just been through. The insane heat of summer, which, in my case, was both physical and psychological. The agony of a heat that seemed never-ending and the emotional toll of a near-hell on earth.
Yes! It was time. Time for a new beginning; a new chapter in my life.
Today was a new day!
Quickly, I forced myself out of bed and into warmer clothes. I hurried to make the kids breakfast with a side of hot coffee for me.
I could not wait to take them outside and enjoy the nice, cooler weather of Fall. I couldn’t wait to show them all the joys of changing colors, falling leaves, and new smells of a new season.
And I, too, was ready now to begin anew.
Today would be my first day…of a new season...a new life... a new ME. Today I would enter the world of other single parents and widows, but I entered with hope.
Hope for healing, hope for new beginnings, and hope for new joys that my favorite season would bring!
*This post was for a RemembeRED prompt from Write On Edge. In my case, it is a memoir from the point of view of a yet to be written character.