As I walk from the cool and crisp air-conditioning, the heat hits me like a wave. The humidity fogs up my glasses and the sun shines bright. Sweat immediately begins to form as I get in my car. I need air, it suffocating. I turn on the AC to the max and have the air blow in my face to vanish the fog still on my sunglasses. Our Louisiana summer.
Fall is deceiving. The mornings begin cool almost cold enough to wear a scarf and coat, but as the sun creeps higher in the sky summer fights back to remind us that we live in the south. The light is warm and the air is crisp. Our time is filled with football, festivals, and friends. Southern hospitality shines during the fall, everyone is happier.
For a brief moment, we experience winter here. Hunting season. There is the occasional “snow” in which we celebrate by making miniature snowmen filled with grass clippings and twigs. The chill is foreign to our bones, and we overcompensate with layers of clothing. At the end of it we are ready for the Louisiana heat we know so well to return to us.
As spring rolls around, carnival season has ended and many are fasting meat on Fridays for lent as we prepare to celebrate Easter. The weekends are filled with crawfish boils and strawberries. School is almost over and kids are gearing up for two months of freedom. We soak up the sun by the pool and once again get ready for our Louisiana Summer.
Just like our seasons of weather, our life cycles in seasons. We have seasons of adventure, complacency, regret, grief, hardship, happiness, love, exhaustion, sickness, and new starts.
For me this is a season of new starts. Leaving an opportunity to begin working toward my vision. It is the first step in the right direction. It is scary. It is overwhelming. It is exciting. It is refreshing.