Someone turned the light off in my garden today.
Or, I gather, it was last night during the first frost of the season.
All my flowers are faded - the color drained from their now deflated corpses. It's a sad picture. It's a season of change.

Another light has been turned off for me in another season of change...my daughter leaving to Phoenix for a major lifechange. Or maybe that's not the right expression. It has made me very sad and very vulnerable at the same time.
Sad because even though she didn't live here in our house, we saw her regularly with Baltimore only 2 1/2 hours away.
Vulnerable because I am handing her over to a life that is not mine, to a future I cannot paint. Not that I truly had that control before, but she felt more real when she was 2 1/2 hours away. More part of my life. More my child, not the grown woman she is now - getting married in a few months time.

It's a season of change. It's a fearful thing, but there is an awesome God whom I trust that everything will be alright, and that JoAnne's new life will bring forth beautiful flowers. It will be a time of growth for us both.
posted by Elke at 10:16 PM