As I’ve been not-so-patiently waiting for the seasons to feel like they’ve changed here in Kingwood, it’s gotten me thinking about more than just dreams of scarves & boots.

There are seasons for everything… seasons of waiting. Seasons of hustle. Seasons of hurt. Seasons of joy. Seasons of learning. Seasons of contentment. Sometimes they can get all mixed together, but I’ve noticed that there tends to be an ebb & flow to life. Chaos tends to be a common thread through a lot of these seasons – at least in my life – but there are definitely distinct seasons.

I think right now, I’m in a season of waiting and of growth – slow growth. And just like my impatience with waiting on the cooler weather, I’m a bit impatient for the growth to happen & the season to change.

Despite that urge to get to the next stage, the next season, I am trying my best to sit firmly in each season as it comes. To practice finding the beauty in it. To train myself to just appreciate the now & what it can teach me.

Here’s to seasons. And here’s to trying our best to find contentment in each and every one of them.