Autumn mornings make me sad!
I drive to work with the crisp morning sun, past the field that is always swathed in mist and up the hill past the woods with leaves all golden and red……and I feel sad!
I sat in the traffic queue this morning and pondered just why this is…….
I’m a huge fan of winter and the colder weather so it can’t be the end of summer making me glum.
I love Christmas and autumn only means it’s getting closer.
So why does all this autumn beauty make me sad?
Well watching all the kids tramping their way to school reminds me that I can’t take my babies to the woods after school to collect conkers or pick rose-hips and sloes. We won’t be going for a weekend walk to kick through the leaves and hunt for acorns.
And of course the year rolls round to that awful anniversary of losing my mum. Those very bright crisp mornings always make me think of the day, just like that one, when we stepped out of the hospital and took our first steps into a world without her.
So I guess feeling a little sad on these days is allowed.
But I have to try and see the up side to it too. Each crisp sunny drive to work brings me closer to half term and this year both my babies will be home for a visit, so watch out dead leaves – here we come!
Every bronzed conker skin and ripe red rose-hip can be a reminder of the beautiful soul that my mum was, how she found such joy in the little things of life and maybe just for a moment I can feel her walking through the trees with me…..
So here’s to trying to see the beauty in the season and remember the good, not focus on the sad and maybe in the words of my adorable chum Karin – I should try and #embracehappy
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