Change of Season

Anytime I would be feeling a little down or overwhelmed by life, my Mom would always say five very encouraging words:

"This is just a season"

-KJS

She would remind me that no matter what I was going through, or what obstacles lay in my path, all seasons of life come to an end.

I never really enjoyed community college, but she encouraged me to go insisting that this season would fly by and be over before I knew it.......and she was right.

When I was working a job that I didn't like, she reminded me it was just a season and if I kept on punching that time clock I'd see a long term result.......and she was right.

When I was dealing with heartbreak she reminded me that it was just the end of a season, and another one was about to start.......and she was right.

Yes, Mom knew what she was talking about.

In the past couple of weeks the thought of changing seasons has be on my mind quite often. You see, I'm about to start a new season.

I've decided this one will be spring. Spring is nice with its blooming flowers and the feeling of summer fast approaching. However, it is also muddy and rainy.

In approximately 1 - 2 months, the three Skidmore's left living in this house will be packing their bags.

I won't discuss the plans of my father and brother, as that is their personal information to share. However, I can tell you a little of what I have planned for this new season.

My apartment search has begun, along with the search for a job that will allow me to afford said apartment. I do have a back-up plan with my gracious grandparents, who have offered their spare bedroom. I knew my family wouldn't let me live in a cardboard box :-]

I have until the end of March (which is the time we need to be out of our house) to find the aforementioned apartment and job. If that does not happen in that time frame, I'll be taking my grandparents up on that offer :-]

Please keep me in your prayers, as major changes like this are usually what trigger my anxiety. I've been feeling alright lately, but I will admit I've felt much better in the past. I'm a little worried what this new stress will do to my already messed up adrenal glands. I was really hoping that we wouldn't have to go through Mom's stuff for a long while yet, and even the thought of it feels overwhelming.

No choice, though. I have to move on. I have to take that next step. I have to allow this next season to start, as hard and scary as it may be.

I am excited to be out on my own, however, and can't wait to see what this season has to offer.

I'll keep you updated as my search progresses!

If you're in the midst of a rough season, remember that it won't last forever; and if you're in the midst of a great season, enjoy it!