“Do you ever find your that life seems to shift at certain times of the year for you?” I asked my friend during lunch last week. Fishing to see if it is only me that senses major change in the fall.
“Well not so much shift but things just feel busier with the boys in school and sports.” Answered my friend Gabrielle.
I have been pondering this question for many years since for me there always seems to be a major shift in my productivity and in the direction of my life as fall approaches. September is the month of my birth, and also when for most of my formative years school started. With those two events coincident to one another it has always felt as if my “new year” was in September.
This new year I find myself in a hotel room at the culmination of a week when I helped move my son into his new home so he can begin not only his new year but his new life and career post-graduation.
My emotions are raw and bouncing about in every direction possible as these events transpire.
As a mom who is helping to push my baby bird out of the nest to fly, I am excited and anxious to watch him soar. Simultaneously, I am melancholy as this is the close of a beautiful chapter in my life. I’ve finished the task of raising my two beautiful children. Both of whom have earned their degrees (two for each one of them) and strutted boldly into their next chapters as I have prepared them to do.
This most recent development allows me now to shift into a new season. This energy is palpable to anyone who sits with me to talk. It is my turn to fly from the empty nest and explore the best that life has to offer me. Life is anew!
It is time to create again. To express the best parts of me via written word and eventually musical performance. September is when I find myself exiting winter and experiencing the beautiful newness of spring.