Seasons

Washing the dishes and looking out the window.

Ah Winter, I remember being in the Midwest and struggling to get anywhere because of the snow and cold.

While rinsing a cup I got to thinking on how life is seasonal.
You know Spring is a carefree state. No worries, no responsibilities. I’d say not much really matters.

When you move into the Summer, material things are important. Life gives you a tug and the everyday struggles start to fall upon you. I believe it’s work or a Job during this time has a large importance. I think that sometimes, it’s the monetary, material things that make one distant from friends and family.

Looking at Fall we see our faces in the mirror. Like the trees, losing there leaves. Hair gone thinner, changing to gray. The wrinkles on our face and hands. A realization that life is short. That there is no reverse or re-wind. While one was working so hard in the beginning now you notice all that was missed. If one would have thought about this in the Summer they would have made a special note to enjoy every day the most that you can.

Winter, quietness, empty. The things that were important to you during the Summer don’t mean as much now. One would only hope that they had made friends and kept close to the family as this will be the most important time for them.

Life is short, make every second count. Look at the clouds and smell the air. Those things are free. Smile when you meet people.

Just some reflection for today, Sunday.

Les