Tuesday, May 20, 2014

An Observation of Sorts

I've have always believed that when you no longer take pleasure in things that once gave you pleasure something must be wrong. Isn't that one of the warning signs of depression? But maybe there isn't anything wrong at all, other than believing that what makes you feel fulfilled and productive today will always remain constant.

I fully embrace the concept of seasons. There are seasons for everything. Some seasons last a few weeks, others years or decades. The tricky thing is we never know how long a particular season will last.

Some seasons are marked by very specific life events: weddings, births, graduations, etc. They are shared with others and make vivid impressions on our time lines.  Others come into view quietly and fade so slowly you hardly realize they have passed until they are gone and you can no longer remember when or how it started.

You wake up one morning and find your routine has changed without even so much as a conscious thought on your part. What you used to do, you no longer do. It happens just like that.

I feel it, right now, at this very moment. A season has passed. Its not good, or bad. It just is.



  1. You are so right. I find it happening now, more than ever... especially as the kids hit the teen years and they begin to take over their schedules and what they want to do. Now that D3 is driving, I think I need to get into a new routine that takes me out of the house. Otherwise, I'm just sitting here all day working. Only an occasional trip to the supermarket and dry cleaners. How boring is that?! I need to move into a season where a new routine takes root. :)

  2. Hi There! Stumbled upon this blog of yours. Would love to start linking up for Medical Mondays-- although I don't always blog on Mondays. I like your idea for the summer! :)

  3. When I was reading I thought you wanted to stop blogging. Life is about seasons and sometimes the routine gets boring and change is always inevitable. This is a very poignant post.


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