I can feel change in the air. The leaves are falling, mornings are frosty and cold, the woolens have been pulled from the cupboard and the summer flowers are dying.
But there is warmth. The fire is burning and it is emitting a warm orange glow that is mesmorising and relaxing. It gives me hope.
At night Emily and I sit in front of the fire and relax before bed. She snuggles into me and touches her face that is being warmed from the fire and tells me "hot". It's precious moments and I miss her the rest of the night.
Change is in the air and I welcome it. I am hopeful for big things and grateful for the small thinghs in my life.
Bring it on!