“Yesterday’s the past, tomorrow’s the future, but today is a gift. That’s why it’s called the present.” – Bil Keane
Halloween is this Sunday. Christmas is just two months from today. Can you believe it? As I stare out my dining room window, I notice the trees are beginning to paint themselves with the beautiful colors of fall. The brilliant reds, gilded yellows and warming browns highlight against the faded greens. Nature’s parade of time strikes a chime, reminding us that the year’s last act is on the stage.
I love this time of year. The cool crisp autumn breeze and ever-increasing autumn nights seem to pull a thick dark relaxing blanket over the mind. Melancholy and hope dance. There is rising optimism and wistful reflection, thinking back and looking forward. We remember and we plan.
Reflecting back on the year, I know it has been challenging for all of us. There has been a lot of change. We have seen wonderful successes, painful losses, personal victories and sometimes even discouraging defeats. So much has changed since the start of the pandemic. Yet, so much is still the same. This time of the year we get to relive the delightful nostalgia of our past while reaching forward with hope to grab the future.
Can I suggest something? Stop for a few moments today and disconnect. Take a walk, maybe even in the rain, or stare out the window. Reflect on this past year, dream about the coming holidays, but don’t forget to soak in the present. The act is on stage right now. It’s beautiful. Savor it.
Thanks for all the great memories and intoxicating hope for the future.