👋🤩 Hello, FabYOUlous!
As always, I've been watching the trees...
Little by little, their leaves are beginning to change. Some are starting to fall, and the air feels a little different. Nature is quietly reminding us that another season is coming.
As someone who absolutely loves trees, flowers, wildlife, and pretty much everything about being outside, I find myself paying attention to these little changes.
Fall puts on quite the show; the leaves transform into beautiful colors before eventually letting go.
Then winter arrives, and those gorgeous trees? Well, they're naked! The branches that were once full of color and life can suddenly look bare, maybe even a little sad. But here's what I love: the tree isn't finished. It's resting; it's preparing. It's moving through a season that doesn't necessarily look beautiful from the outside, but something is still happening.
Eventually, spring arrives, and little signs of life begin appearing again—a bud here, a tiny leaf there. Before long, those seemingly lifeless branches are full again.
Then summer comes, and we're surrounded by all that beautiful green, beautiful flowers, birds chirping, and pool time, until eventually, it's time to let go again and the cycle continues.
As I was thinking about all of this, I realized how much the changing seasons remind me of life.
We have seasons too: seasons when everything feels like it's blooming; seasons filled with excitement, growth, and possibility; seasons when we're letting go of things we've outgrown; seasons when life feels bare; and seasons when we simply need to rest. Not every season looks beautiful while we're living through it. Sometimes change is uncomfortable. Sometimes we don't understand why something is ending. Sometimes we're standing in our own version of winter thinking, "Okay, how long is this season supposed to last?"
But nature gives us such a beautiful reminder: a bare tree isn't a dead tree.
Just because we can't see growth doesn't mean growth isn't happening. Just because life feels quiet doesn't mean we've stopped moving forward. And just because this season doesn't look the way we'd hoped doesn't mean there isn't another one ahead.
Something else I've noticed is that seasons don't always have neat little boundaries; they sort of bleed into one another. The calendar might say fall, but it feels like summer. It might technically be winter, but suddenly we're outside enjoying a warm, beautiful afternoon. And then the next morning... hello, winter! Brrrrr! Lol!
Life's seasons can overlap like that too.
Sometimes we're grieving something old while becoming excited about something new. Sometimes we're scared and hopeful at the same time. Sometimes we're letting go while simultaneously beginning again. Maybe we don't always need to know exactly which season we're in. Maybe we simply need to trust that change is part of growing and go with the flow a little more.
To release what needs releasing, to rest when it's time to rest, and to bloom when it's time to bloom.
And to remember, no season lasts forever.
If you're currently in a beautiful season, enjoy it. Notice it. Be grateful for it. Soak up every bit of sunshine you can.
If you're in a season of change, give yourself grace. You don't have to have everything figured out today.
And if you're going through one of those bare-tree seasons, please remember: bare doesn't mean broken.
Sometimes what looks empty is simply resting. Sometimes what feels like an ending is making room for something new. Sometimes growth is happening underneath the surface long before we're able to see it.
So hang on. Go with the flow. Trust the process. And keep looking for those tiny little buds that remind you brighter days will come again.
Because life has seasons, and every one of them becomes part of our story.
Keep growing. Keep believing.
And through every season, be kind to yourself and Be Your Own Kind of fabYOUlous. 💐🙏🦋
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