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For me, fall is more than a season for deep colors and warm sweaters, it’s about welcoming possible life changes.
Fall is upon us, so you’ve probably dusted off all of your chunky sweaters, trench coats, and boots. If you’re tired of the traditional autumnal color palate you’ll be pleased to see how designers are offering lighter colors like misted yellow, cognac, aluminum, and mauve this year. And though fashion is about breaking rules, there’s something about the season that makes any lipstick lover trade in her bright pinks and nudes for deep plums, burgundy, and even black.
But fashion and beauty aside, I love the way fall feels; not just the weather, but that intangible sensation one gets when there’s a shift in the atmosphere. For me the mild chill in the air coupled with the subtle gloom ushers in a sentiment of imminent change. Along with the changes in the color of nature and the hues we wear, fall sometimes hints to me that my life is about to transform. Just as winter brings on the need for hibernation and intimacy, and spring brings about awakening and cheer right before summer comes calling for social gatherings and exciting retreats, fall represents the acceptance of what life has in store. As soon as that first crisp day settles upon us I purposely go within to access that feeling. It’s as though I’m probing the universe for answers on whether something life-altering will happen to me in the coming months. Fall is like my January 1st, though I never need a resolution. I’ve come to accept the fact that any impending life transformation is not one I can predict or force through a fickle promise; change is inevitable whether good or challenging.
Last year when fall made its descent, my daughter had been in the hospital for over a month. Born in August after just 25 weeks of pregnancy she was considered a micro preemie. She was tiny to say the least. For the first few days after her birth, I was fine. I saw my sister go through the same thing years before with my nephew who was born the same way. I told myself I could get through it. But the day I went home from the hospital without her, I broke down. Day after day I was faced with the uncertainty of her future. All I could do is pray and trust that everything would work out fine.
By the time the chill in the air came that September, it was easier for me to accept the situation for what it was. I learned how to live in the moment. It was during the fall that I got a grip on patience and clarity. I knew she would be well—and that she was and still is.
The fall before my daughter was born I had the same feeling that change was upon me. By the time spring came I found out I was going to be a mom.
This fall is no different. I sense the feeling of imminent change. So as I pull my season’s best looks from the old trunk in my closet, I embrace the idea of experiencing another major life shift. I’m unclear on whether it could be personal or professional. I simply trust my own intuition and the season that, for me, has been the most telling. There’s just something about fall.
Dear Autumn, bring me good news of great fortune in my days to come.
” There’s just something about fall.” says it all. I love your writing and inspiring thoughts. LOVE IT chica.
Rosse Cruz