Crunchy leaves and cold winds. Pumpkins, spices and one big bird. Brisk air and scents of fireplaces and first snows. Time to gather around and time to be grateful.
A sense of relief filled my heart as I opened my eyes this morning. I can turn the page on October. Like a freshness that hits my lungs as I take my morning walk, I breathe in the hope that November may be a time for coming together in love, a time to heal and settle into myself, and a time for deep gratitude.