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September 15, 2025 at 11:40pm
September 15, 2025 at 11:40pm
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Prompt: Change of Seasons "To be interested in the changing seasons is a happier state of mind than to be hopelessly in love with spring." George Santayana. When seasons change, say from summer to fall or fall to winter, what becomes challenging for you during these changes? And how do you think you react when life changes its seasons for you?
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The changing of the seasons is inevitable, whether literally or metaphorically. There is no stopping it. And, there is a kind of peace in that inevitability. It’s something that has to be accepted because the season don’t really care what we think.

Personally I like all the seasons. Some I like more than others, but generally I like elements of them all:

• I like the lambs and the daffodils of spring. A very Welsh seasonal indicator… It’s the start of the year. It’s full of possibility and new beginnings. I plant strawberries – hoping to eat them in Summer.
• I like the heat and the freedom that comes with Summer. Everyone seems like they are in better moods. In Australia – I hate that snakes also love the sun, but it’s a sacrifice I have no choice in making…
• I love the storms in Autumn. I love the colours. I love wrapping up in jumpers and drinking cosy drinks.
• I love how cold my nose gets on a Winter morning. I love the crunch of frost under foot. Or how the cold catches in my lungs for just a second the moment I take a deep breath outside.

I love season how my garden morphs from one season to around. It’s the perfect reminder that things change.

I like to think of my life in decade blocks. It’s how I compartmentalise my life. My twenties was when I went out with my friends, started to discovered who I was, fixed the bits of me that were broken, accepted bits that c/wouldn’t be fixed, and I met my husband. My thirties was when we got married and had our kids. My forties was when we moved to Australia and started to reevaluate my life and my priorities. My fifties is when my kids will leave the nest. Each decade ushers in a new wave of understanding and evolution. I learn more about myself with each circle around the sun – life epiphanies, rather than crises.

I don’t really care about getting older – the seasons are definitely changing, I can feel it in my bones – literally. I can see it in the fine lines on my face that seem to get less fine with each passing day. Don’t get me wrong mortality is scary – sometime more than others – the inevitability of leaving my kids behind at some point is terrifying. But somehow that has also made me reevaluate how I approach life. I definitely coming out of Summer and heading into Autumn and I’m ok with it. I might actually be my favourite time of life

There is still a heap of things I want to discover and experience, and I care much, much less about peoples opinions. It’s refreshing, energising and freeing. I don’t feel the need to put an expiration date on when I need to get things done by. I have no problem being in my 40s with brightly coloured hair, designing additional tattoos to adorn my body, or suddenly deciding I want my nose pierced as well. I can’t wait to be the 50 year old hiking machu picchu.

I think its ironic, that, much like the year, life doesn’t really start to flourish until we get through Spring and Summer. It’s like we need to learnt the lessons of Spring and Summer in order to enjoy Autmn and Winter properly.



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