I had to go inside and get a jacket this morning to walk the dogs. Yeah! Fall is here. Once around with two, and then we dropped Arlene and headed to the park, just Loca and me. I felt like I was walking on a my planet, Planet Rachel, for the first time in a long time. Yesterday, I went to the grocery and bought food for my house for the first time in a long time (since I’ve been about to go out of town now for three months). I saw my friends and did some wine tasting and sat outside at La Vita on the Avenue last night, which I haven’t done in a long time. I slept in a little this morning – up at 6:30 instead of my typical 5:30 wake up – and by the time I was out of bed, it was getting light outside, which it hasn’t been in a long time.
For everything there is a season – I got home from my walk to a zen dropping on my door – with this part of it highlighted: “The universe does not give us what we say we want; it gives us what we expect to get.”
I looked outside the window as I spoke on the phone about a current report and I saw a pelican nose dive into the bayou and come up with a fish – I haven’t seen a pelican in the bayou for a long time.
Such a long time since all of these wonderful things have been my routine – and yet my routine is still forming – this will be the first time I will spend Halloween, Thanksgiving, Hanukkah, Christmas, New Year’s at the LaLa and on the bayou.
The nip in the air reminds me it is fall, reminds me of the years that have accumulated, reminds me of the comfort of friends and family, reminds me of all the things that are possible and that lie ahead. For this, for everything, I am moved.