Change and Rain

I’m finally back to taking part in Five Minute Friday, a link-up hosted by Kate Motaung. She posts a word, which we then write about for five minutes. Head on over to see what everyone else has written or to link up yourself!

This week’s prompt: Park

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Hm. Noun or verb? There’s a wonderful park right by my house, full of trees and good paths, but I haven’t been there in ages. That sums up how I’ve been lately, I suppose. Knowing there are good things out there, but not necessarily taking advantage of them. I’m content to sit in my same-old place, which may be comfortable in its familiarity but not the best there is, not the best I can do. 

I’ve been working to move, to do things differently and better, and to see the good things around me and revel in them. Change is hard–you’d think I’d remember this, but every time it takes me by surprise. Change is hard work, long days of choosing the new and the difficult-in-unfamiliarity over and over. Good work, but hard. I keep forgetting.

Now I want to go to the park, but it’s rainy and gray and gorgeous today. I love rainy days. They make colors more alive, and the sound of rain is so soothing, and then I can sit inside and read or write or clean or just drink a cup of tea. Those things are worth doing, too, and yesterday I walked to work and prayed and saw the autumn flowers covered in bumblebees and honey bees. Today I’ll savor the rain.

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