It’s Almost That Time Again…

…this weekend, a Saturday in August in Georgia, the high was 62.  SIXTY-TWO.  That doesn’t happen, my friends.  So I fully took advantage, taking many walks with the pup and the mum, leaving the windows open, and getting up early to drink coffee on the porch.

It’s been well documented that autumn is my favorite season.  So when nature gifted me with a little preview, I couldn’t help but start jonesing for my fall fix.

It’s a sickness, what can I say.

So, while making the rounds on Pinterest, I happened upon this.  And it means everything to me right now:

It’s a new season.  A perfect opportunity to do something new, something bold, something beautiful.

It’s time indeed for new beginnings.  I’ve already settled into my new apartment (pictures forthcoming).  I’m learning new things at work.  I have plans to cook new things.  I’m going to bed earlier and waking with the sun.  Starting small, but at least I’m starting.

For what it’s worth: it’s never too late, or in my case, too early to be whoever you want to be.  There’s no time limit, stop whenever you want.  You can change or stay the same, there are no rules to this thing.  we can make the best or the worst of it.  I hope you make the best of it.  Ad I hope you see things that startle you.  I hope you feel things you never felt before.  I hope you meet people with a different point of view.  I hope you live a life you’re proud of.  If you find that you’re not, I hope you have the courage to start all over again.

Courage, friends.  I’m trying to find it every day, because I didn’t choose this road, but now that I’m on it its up to me to make the best of it.  And you might as well go big or go home; try as hard as you can or don’t try at all.


One thought on “It’s Almost That Time Again…

  1. You had me at “cooking new things.” That’s one of the ways in which I’m constantly experiencing new beginnings. And, the change in the weather, following a strange Georgia summer has prompted some feelings in me too. Every day this month I’ve left the house and despite the non-stop rain I’ve felt, “summer.” The other day when the temperature dropped I stepped outside with my own pup, inhaled deeply through my nose and immediately thought, “fall.”

    Cheers, Laura!

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