Season’s Greetings

People often have a strong affinity towards particular seasons. I see it all the time. The excitement for pumpkin spice lattes or the skip over Thanksgiving for Christmas lights. I’ve never had a favorite. I’m a go through the motions type of girl and each season holds some of my favorite memories.

The spring brings flowers. The slight hint of vanilla from the magnolias and the bright pink of the azaleas on every corner. We begin to venture outside more with our babies—no longer bundled up completely to trap our own “hugs.”

Then, summer takes over. The freedom of sweet summertime. Those long awaited trips to the beach become reality. We dig our toes deep into the sand. We build sand castles and jump waves. We enjoy boat rides and tanning. We watch our babies run through the splash pads and learn to swim. You still smell like sunscreen and chlorine after bathing. We capture the warmth of the sun in all its glory.

And slowly but surely, the leaves begin to turn orange and fall from their branches. The dew lingers on the ground a little bit longer—the earthy green smell. We watch our babies start another year of school. We try to reestablish routines of work, school, sports, and extracurricular.

And then, the bitter cold of winter turns its ugly head. We need heavier jackets. We shiver and our teeth chatter, but we fight through it to make s’mores and sit by the fire. Some enjoy that the season signifies hunting season. The cold slows us down even if it’s just a little.

The truth is that we need all the seasons. We need the transition from hot to cold. We need to run through the hot sand and take a dip in the water, but we also need the cold sand to rejuvenate us. To awaken our hearts and souls. We need the calm seasons and the busy seasons.

So, I won’t choose a favorite. I just can’t choose when my favorite things exist in them all. There is beauty in every season—the literal season and the season of life. And quite frankly, we need them all.

Xo,

Des