I have to say that this writing challenge has truly challenged me in some really great ways. I’ve stretched myself to a place I’ve not been before. To a place where I’m forcing myself to write just for the sake of writing.
The prompt for day 9 is: Join.
It catches me by surprise this morning when I step outside that fall has joined us. As I make the trek to the chicken coop, I traipse through damp leaves that have fallen softly from the trees.
I feel the cool, crisp air tenderly touch my cheeks, and as I exhale, I can see my warm breath.
Where has the year gone that fall has made it’s arrival so silently? Like a thief in the night steals, summer has been snatched from our grasp.
And just as the days and the years quickly tick by, the fall of my children’s lives joins me.
How one day, I open the door to my life and it shocks my system to find I have a 9-year old and a 7-year old. She has less than 2 years left in her elementary school days.
Less than 2 years and she will join the ranks of middle-schoolers where life takes on a new level of complexity.
And him…my baby…is not a baby any more. He has joined the thousands of boys that have gone before him into the land of no more hugs and kisses for their mamas.
Oh dear, sweet children…how can I slow time down? How can I learn to join you in this moment?
Help me to appreciate the cool, crisp air of the fall now; before the cold, sharp air of the winter blasts me in the face and chills me to the bone. Because it will be here all too soon.
