The Moods of Each Season
It is officially September and I am falling in love all over again with the moods of the seasons. There are different energies in the air during the fall, winter, spring, and summer. I feel a flow of harmony with the changing seasons year after year.
I also continue to fall in love all over again with my husband, Shelly. When we met I thought I loved him to my greatest ability. I was wrong. With each year that I spend with him, my love grows. He is my soulmate, my true love. No matter where I am, he is all around me.
I love the fall because there is energy in the air.
We clean our closets and drawers by paring them down and then energetically fill them up with new fall makeup and fashions. We sink our teeth into our calendars, putting in reminders for the coming months ahead. Organizations gear up and we delve in and help.
There is a crispness in the air for outdoor walks, bike rides and signing up for new classes. We recharge, excited to see friends and in anticipation of new acquaintances.
Fall is all about energy. I am feeling the rush but also a bit melancholy because it’s the time of the year when the birds fly off to warmer weather, the trees begin to lay bare, the grass turns brown and flower beds rest empty. The days are shorter and the nights grow longer.
While I am in love with the moods of the seasons, I am not madly in love with the fall. What new plans do you have this fall?
I fall in love all over again with winter because of the holidays and fires burning aglow in fireplaces. Love is in full bloom and I fall in love all over again with winter because it is the time of real love.
Families gather together for Thanksgiving, Christmas, and Hanukah. Winter is a time of giving to those in need and visiting our dear loved ones. We feel different moods with the change of the seasons. Winter encompasses a time for celebrations and togetherness with unceasing love for family and friends.
The downsides of winter include shortened days and freezing weather, but we women over 50 have learned to flow with the days and be grateful.
Spring represents love all over again for me because harmony is in the air. Our windows fly open. The fresh air rushes in. The birds are again chirping and I see yellow butterflies everywhere.
It’s time to sweep our homes clean, replant our gardens and put our warm clothes away. Scrabble and other games are shelved and we are back in harmony with the outdoors and nature.
I cover my duvet with flowered designs and bring out my floral-patterned dishes. Removing the winter clothes from my closet, I brighten it up with whites, florals, summer sandals, and my Panama hat.
I am one happy woman in harmony with spring because once again I see flowers on my walks with America and green leaves bursting through previously-bare branches. People similarly come out of hibernation, lavishing the thought of once again going out into the world and seeing what is going on. They feast their eyes on a rebirth of nature and the people they have not seen during the winter.
A breath of fresh air surrounds me, the days are getting longer and yes, you have guessed it–I never fall out of love with spring. It is my favorite time of the year.
I fall in love with summer all over again, as it is a continuation of spring. Flowers burst out in fuller bloom and the branches of the tree are dressed in their finest greenery.
Lake Michigan, outside my window, looks like a sheet of sheer glass calming all of my senses. Sunrises occur earlier and sunsets take place each day much later. I smile more, walk more, see more friends, indulge myself in more shopping, travel more, and it seems I mostly have a smile on my face. Life is breezier and lighter.
And, that is where we are today, rotating out of summer into fall. I wonder, darlings, what our wheel of fortune will be. Certainly we will have inconveniences. We must take them in stride and live each day to its fullest. We are all in control of our destinies. Let’s make a plan to make them delicious!
My Ultimate Concierge
We had a whirlwind courtship. He swept me off my feet.
We were married twice: once in the month of December on the 22nd day. It’s my favorite time of the month to celebrate love and my favorite day because there is good luck in double numbers! We also married on the shoreline of the Pacific Ocean on the Big Island of Hawaii, my favorite place.
I have been asked what are the secrets to a happy marriage. While I don’t know all of the secrets, I do know our recipe for what makes Shelly and I fall in love all over again.
We fit hand in glove. We like everything as one, a true miracle. Certainly, we’re two peas in a pod, as we click. He gives 100% and I have learned not to sacrifice who I am. We respect each other, laugh together and never stay angry. While we sometimes disagree on money, as I like to spend and he likes to save, we always make things work. He is rational and I balance him out with my feminine energy.
I still melt as he walks through the door 27 years later. He has earned my devotion and I have earned his. There is no one I love more than my husband for one million and one reasons. I love my husband, Sheldon F. Good. He is all around me every day of every month of every season of the year.