Fall came both so slow and so fast. Really, this year has just gone fast. Florida feels like it was just last month. But you’re telling me it’s almost winter and New Years again?
But summer feels like it ended a month ago, when school started back up again. We’ve just been in this strange, hot, in-between season where the 85° temps say “it’s summer! 😎🌴🌞” but corporations insist that it is now time to think about getting warm and cozy.
I am all about being warm and cozy 100% of the time, so I have never been a fan of winter, and by association, fall. I typically insist that fall, or at least the pumpkin-spice apple-orchard feeling of fall, comes and goes too quickly. Perfect sweater temperatures maybe last a week or two, and then it’s gray, rainy, and you have to wear a coat. And then it’s winter, where you’re perpetually cold until April (or May!).
And just like that, I’m wishing away 7 months of the year. And I’m sick of it! It’s miserable to live that way, being cranky the majority of your life. Just like you can’t have growth without enduring some suffering, you can’t have spring and summer—life! warmth!—without fall and winter (death, -11º temps). (I’m just kidding. You can. It’s called living in Florida. But I am in Ohio…) So, endure I will. And not just endure, but let myself feel joyful. I’m in the habit of grimacing at other people’s joy regarding fall, winter, Christmas, etc. But deep down, I love getting in the holiday spirit, too. I love seasonal decorations. Yesterday, to ring in fall, I lit an apple pumpkin candle, played Fleet Foxes, switched the blanket on the couch for a brown plaid one, and made apple grilled cheese for dinner. Okay, so they were pretty minor changes—but it was a way for me to admit to myself that I like fall, I want to have a good attitude about it (and winter 🙄), and I want people to hold me to that.
So happy fall, y’all. Be honest with yourself and embrace your seasons. And you’re not above a pumpkin spice latte, so just treat yourself and order the dang thing. 🍂