Comfort in the Seasons
With these October days upon us, I’m ever conscious of the shift in seasons. I watch the days grow shorter, witness the leaves falling from the trees, and take in the smell of neighborhood fireplaces ablaze once again. Although I have lived in numerous states throughout the US, I have always resided in a place that enjoys each of the four seasons. I take comfort in the certainty of spring, summer, fall, and winter. The regularity and knowingness of the seasons somehow gives me faith that things happen for a reason and that all things come in time.
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