My youngest daughter asked about the time change yesterday when she realized it's still so dark outside before she goes to school. When does that time change happen anyway? The first Sunday in November-I had to look it up too! So we are close to a brighter school start.
It made me think a bit about this time of year. I met my first husband at a Halloween party. I have always loved the fall having grown up in the Midwest it brings visions of color pure and simple to mind when someone says October I see yellows and oranges and a few brilliant reds in my mind I see straw people and pumpkins with crooked faces: and the pies! Who doesn't think about a slice of warm pie about now.
Ok here comes the winter weight along with those wonderful memories, eh? My kingdom for a pie! Warm, Pumpkin please with vanilla ice cream.
It seems to be a time of endings too. Both of my grandparents passed in November right after Thanksgiving we were attending their funerals many years ago. Funny how some things stick to you forever.
For me it is a time of new beginnings-That same daughter has recently learned the gift of giving comes back to ourselves in abundance. She was so funny this past Monday when it was time for her to return to school after a month out she told me she wasn't quite ready to go. Not her normal reaction. She was staring at my left leg and pondering if she could leave me alone with it! This is the kid with the 100's always the 100's. She had travelled with me to the hospital and through my hip surgery she had been right at my side. This leg is as much hers as mine now as she has given so much to it's proper healing and repair. From pulling and tugging stockings back on(I couldn't reach them) to helping with those miserable leg lifts twice a day! Grrr. She was my tyrant and my reason to try harder at the same time. She slogged through all of it-always jumping up to help before I asked most times. These are the days when I feel so blessed to have this child at this time and so proud to have her at the same time. She gave up even a normal birthday this year to be with me-we still had cake but, it's not the same thing and I know that! I look at her and remember and my tears come-how does one get so lucky? I must have done something right to have a family like this.
I am anxious to get back to wholeness without the limp and I am doing my exercizes religiously to be able to give them back what we had-a better-not quite bionic but, pretty darn strong - me! I am scanning jobs and contemplating what is possible and what is just plain silly to think about, yet. I can get around the house and not worry about falling anymore. Today, we finally have sunshine so I'm walking outside at least up the block-time to rebuild some endurance-with permission. I'm not allowed miles yet but, can start the climb. Imagine how well I will sleep tonight! It could be a green shoots spring day instead of a yellow brown day. My youngest sister tells me that I am a very strong person and I reply it's the blasted stubborn German bloodline. It did get me through a lot of the tough times. I am in the new start and can't wait to get on with it! Sometimes you just have to growl and get on with it! Enjoy your day! All of it.