Autumn

I have always been amazed at the beauty of the oncoming death of the year that is Autumn. This has always been my favorite time of the year, the crispness of the air the smell of the dirt and moisture which holds the slightest hint of rain. What is it about death that makes us appreciate life so much more? School starts - I hated that as a kid. Evan died - one of the worst times in my life. Maybe it's the hope of a new beginning. Each school year was a new adventure, and Evan's death certainly started my life on a new course. My mother died in Autumn. Her death confirmed my belief in the faithfullness of God. To see a parent who had always mocked my beliefs finally come to Christ on her death bed is an experience not to be missed. Most of my best (and worst) experiences have happened in the Autumn. Death does bring new life, but maybe it's best not to dwell on the death aspect.