Fall is a time that blatantly screams change in its magnificent hues and colors. This is always that time of year that I feel a new sense of hope and a burst of enthsiasm. It reminds me that change brings with it so much promise for something better, something different. It’s hard to watch the leaves fall off the trees. Every time I see one, it reminds me of the years I have lost, the people I have lost but it also forces me to remember that those trees will give birth to new leaves and promise of something even more beautiful than the year before. As we celebrate the birth of my nephew I can’t help but see my own place on a very large tree where the branches, although growing apart are still intertwined and very connected. We all have that base. Some call it roots, others family and still others refer to it as being grounded. We are not alone even if we think we feel that way. We are part of a magnificent perfection that grows and changes over time. It is solid and as new branches appear and others break away, every single branch is what makes that tree amazing and whole. Today, look in the mirror and tell yourself, I am important. I do matter and just being alive is purpose enough.
Today my nephew decided to greet the world. Isn’t it amazing how one simple event can put so many things into perspective all at once? There are so many daily aggravations and struggles that sometimes we forget to focus on the miracle it is that we are even alive. For whatever reason, we are born into a particular family and that family is the first influence that determines who we are and who we are meant to be. It’s hard to believe that life is random and everything comes down to coincidence. For me personally, I believe things turn out the way they should and sometimes they don’t make sense because we are always looking at a very small part of an enormous picture. I wish this little guy peace and happiness and the courage and ability to always stand strong on his own two feet. And of course, the rest of the crazy bunch(my family) will be cheering him on from the sidelines as he learns to walk through this exciting world. Pay attention to the miracles all around you. Don’t miss them because you are busy looking in the wrong direction. They are there and they are beautiful.