Why is it that I feel more close to family in the Fall? I know I can be busy all year long, including the Fall, but for some reason as the temperatures and leaves drop, my heart is filled with gratitude. I feel like the weekends slow and I have little moments that last longer than any other time of year. Maybe it is the promise that everything changes. No matter what change is always around the corner, full of promise and good. Even if it is a bad change, it all works together for my good in the end. My sister in love brought me a mocha today, I played Scrabble and had tea with beautiful friends and saw such a beautiful promise of young ladies growing up to be such wonderful women, wise and loving. I’m listening to some calm music that makes me feel like I’m going to be okay. Through tough times I know that I know that I know, everything changes, except the Faithful one. He who created Fall, everything I love, and me.