For Everything There is a Season

I have always loved that saying whether as the classic folk song lyric or as a bible verse. No wonder it inspired one of my first textile art wallhangings. But in the last couple of years I've come to appreciate it's meaning more.

There have been a lot of changes for myself and many of my friends as we enter ( or exit ) our middle years. So many like myself have taken on the role as caregiver for an ailing parent. Others have a disabled child they continue to care for or they now have grand children to raise. Some have had grown children arrive back on their door step out of work and in need of a shoulder to cry on. Still others have lost their precious mates and have seen their worlds torn apart.

This season of life has certainly reorganized my priorities. Caring for a precious loved one bumps everything else on the to do list out of line and rightfully so. Those things that have always seemed to be so important are automatically eliminated or given a much lower rung on the ladder.

And with little free time at my disposal I'm learning to enjoy the moment. Something I've always been very poor at doing. Always too concerned with work and plans for the future. Now it all pales with the concerns of the day and the uncertainty of life in this changing of seasons. I've finally learned we only have this moment in time we are not promised tomorrow. So this is my season in life to enjoy those moments caring for those I love.