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First Day Not Back To School

September 6, 2017

Dear Friend,

It’s September and the evenings are growing colder. Yet, I refuse to give up summer so easily, after all we have until the twenty-second. September, twenty-second, the official start of my favourite season, autumn. Even though I adore fall I have a warm spot in my heart for those late summer days. There is still time for bare feet, short sleeves, picnic lunches, things made even better by the lack of annoying bugs. Pleasant Sunday afternoons spent kayaking, warm days reading at the now quiet beach, evenings around a bonfire roasting the last of summer marshmallows. (Fall and winter marshmallows are always paired with cocoa not graham crackers.) What are your favourite final summer moments? What do you want to embrace before it’s time to move on to cozy sweaters, changing leaves and pumpkin flavoured everything?

This autumn is going to be a very different one in our house. Both of our darling daughters graduated in June which marked the end of our homeschooling journey. It’s a very odd feeling for me. In fact today is the first day of school in our little corner of the world. My Facebook newsfeed is filled with photos of clean, sparkly children and teens off to start a new year. Faces filled with hope and anticipation. Photos of teens giving their mothers looks of indulgence while she documents this next step of their journey. Facebook managed to hammer home that a chapter of our lives has closed. But I don’t find myself feeling any melancholy, instead I have a few butterflies. The kind of butterflies you have before a new adventure begins. Perhaps it was all those shiny faces on Facebook filled with hope of a fresh new year or perhaps it’s the fact I never have to explain math concepts again.  Whatever it is I feel possibilities opening up, the seasons of my life are changing.

So here we are, September, an irregular sort of month.  New beginnings for us while all the rest of nature is getting ready to close down and hibernate.  September is for moving on and remaking yourself.  How would you remake yourself? Tell me is there a change you would like to see, a goal you would like to reach? Fresh pages are just waiting to be filled in the story of your life.  I am happy to have you along on this new adventure with me.  It’s going to be intriguing to see what God has in store for us in this next chapter.  One of the best things about being human is the possibility of the new day, a fresh month, another chance to begin again.  Ready for a change, need a new direction?
You can always move yourself, you aren’t a tree and neither am I.

Hoping to hear from you,
Your Postmistress Stacey-Lynne

 

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  1. Odd that you say September is for remaking yourself, I’ve been feeling that need a lot recently! Also, need to get a bonfire in. We have not had one this year.

    1. We forget as we get older that is change can be part of our natural landscape. When we’re younger it’s part of the natural progression of our years. New teacher, new books, new all around. It can still be a part of our natural part of growth, we should never feel stuck.

      I so agree about the bonfire!! I love late summer nights.

    1. Isn’t that the truth. Now that I am embracing it seems a little easier.
      The possibilities are exciting, it’s reassuring that we don’t have to be locked into anyone else’s vision of who we are. Instead we can be open to who God would like us to become.

  2. New adventures always offer us some enlightenment into our own journeys. I wish you peace, joy and love on yours. Becoming parents of young adults can be a scary but very rewarding journey. I love watching my daughters become the women that God planned them to be.

    1. It’s exciting and terrifying all at the same time. Learning to step back and allow them to shape their path is difficult. I find I must trust God’s plan for them, the same way I have to trust His plan for me. God is always faithful.

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