Wow, with a blink of an eye, fall has arrived. The leaves are changing, the corn and soy beans have been harvested, and the mums have been planted. Fall is one of my favorite seasons. I love watching mother nature do her work and change from one scene to another. The beauty in the change of seasons is something to awe over.
I was able to capture some of the beautiful fall changes while Brian and I went out to get our mums and pumpkins.
However, this year I am having a hard time with the change. I feel like the change from one season to another means we are moving further away from the time we spent with our son. I feel as though with the change in seasons, there is a piece of Wyatt that we are forgetting, or losing.
While planting the mums, I had to come inside. I was crying because we tore out all of the remaining flowers from the summer to clear room for the mums. Something small, yes. But, planting the summer flowers was something that Brian, Wyatt and I all did together. I will never forget that day. So many flowers, and I couldn't even bend down to lay them out. I should have known then that something was wrong, but I didn't. So, tearing out the remaining flowers and planting the mums brought tears to my eyes, because he wasn't there to do it with us.
This is something that is going to get me with the change of every season, every holiday, every family event. So, as I have been strong in the past, I will continue to deal with these changes and be strong.
Fall is a beautiful season. It was the season when Brian and I were married, the first new season since our son became an angel, and it is a season of change.
Change which is something that will be a part of my life forever.