New Season-New Start

It's September.

Those words are like a sigh for me.

The heat of summer has slipped away. There are hints of new color on the trees. And, the kids are back in school.

For me, fall is a new beginning more than any January. Maybe because of my birthday. Maybe because of the school year. Maybe just because the feel of cooler air and the sight of the autumn ballroom energizes my soul. Whatever it is, it makes me happy.

New beginnings are good. We all need them, imperfect humans that we are. It's about being better, doing more, and forgetting the failures or disappointments of the past. There are goals to be set- new heights to reach. This is what keeps us going. The push that comes from a fresh start.

Think of what you could do.

And, isn't autumn as good a time as any?



Comments

  1. Megan GoatesSeptember 4, 2014 at 4:39 PM

    Fall is like a happy sigh to me too.

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  2. Photo GirlOctober 2, 2014 at 8:47 AM

    I wish I could appreciate fall more. To me it is just the harbinger of winter and that makes it really hard to like. I'm trying though. Trying to not let winter ruin a perfectly good, fun, season.

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