As the Summer Fades

The summer is coming to an end. Fall breezes are starting to drift through my window and I welcome them with excitement—I won’t miss the humidity and the way it stole all my energy for hours at a time. I think of what this summer has been, that I spent most of it in anticipation, and how that’s what made it a great summer for the first time in a couple of years. I’ve been thinking a lot over the past week about how I might gain some of that anticipation back. There could be something amazing just around the corner and I just haven’t discovered it yet—at least that’s the hope. Underneath all the frustration I admit to have been feeling lately, I still have some patience left, if only because I know that I have to. I’ll keep shaping my words and seeking out new prospects day after day because I know that this pause in the progress of my life can’t last forever. There has to be more out there, I simply need to be brave enough to seek it.

As summer fades, I embrace my dear friend autumn who has always welcomed my dreams with open arms.  There is no secret her winds don’t know as they whisper through leaves of red, orange, and gold. She is waiting with me for new beginnings, listening to the lines of verse I write and warming my heart. She shows me that although there will be many more twists and turns ahead, the path I set before myself never has to come to an end.