Halloween

Halloween

approaches.

With it comes

the Autumn chill

and the turning

of the leaves

sharing

their vibrant

colors so beautiful and changing.

I've brought my outdoor plants in and set them near my work space so we can spend the winter together. Drenched in the afternoon sun they seem to say thank you. Overwhelmed with work and responsibility I glance over at their beauty and respond, no...thank you!

I am in the Autumn of my life. At 44 years old it is time to prepare for my winter. People say I have the rest of my life ahead of me. That's true of everyone at any age because of life's variables. As a child I never thought I would make it to 20 - let alone - 44! Give me a new day and I am blessed - promise me 50 more years and I say - I'll believe it when I get there.

Trick or Treat?

Perhaps life can be equated to Halloween.

Lots of hype, preparation and anticipation.

Uncertain if our costume will live up to expectation, or how full our bags will be at the end of the night. What mysteries lie ahead. What tricks and treats we will encounter along the way.

Unlike Halloween, our bags will be filled with the items we place in it. Every item at the end of the night will have been, either carefully or haphazardly, placed inside by us. The kitchen table will not be strewed with candied apples and chocolates. Instead filled with an accounting of our life, placed chronologically side by side as a testament of what we have accomplished while we were roaming about.

Words have no power to impress the mind without the exquisite horror of their reality.

- Edgar Allen Poe