On the morning of her fifth birthday, my darling daughter cried. Sobbed. Devastated. Inconsolable. The reason? She was one year closer to dying. Yup, at five years old, mortality was staring her in the face! The only way we finally made it through the day was to promise her I’d take good care of myself so I can stick around until I’m a hundred. So far, so good!
In spite of its flaming beauty, Autumn has always been my least favorite season. It reminds me the end is near: the end of Summer fun; the end of being able to go out without bundling up; the end of this cycle of life. I’ve always loved Spring with its promise of life and dreaded Fall as a harbinger of…endings.
This year, through the lens of a camera, I’ve finally made peace with the passing of the seasons. As I immerse myself in the beauty of Autumn’s brilliant colors, I remember to take joy in the present moment, for that is all I have for certain. I take it…gratefully…