I’m sure I’ve mentioned it here before but I’m just going to say it again. I love Fall. Like, butterflies-in-my-stomach, I get giddy inside, love. I love everything about it. I love the change of seasons, that first taste of the cool fall air that beckons me to pull out a cozy cardigan to curl up in. I love cooking a big pot of chili. I love fall-scented candles. But recently, I realized I love the newness of it all. Fall triggers a nostalgia within me that reminds me of a new school year, a clean slate, a fresh start and new beginnings.
I write this sipping on my homemade pumpkin spice latte. Albeit not the same as a cafe-made PSL, I’ve been desperately trying to replicate Northeast fall vibes here.
My PSL, fall vibes blanket, and October bullet journal spread inspo c/o amandarachlee
J in his newly thrifted outfit and our new fall wreath!
Fall food that will be on rotation: chili & apple crumble
With the change of season upon us, it got me thinking about seasons in relationships. I started off this year with high hopes for certain relationships to blossom and grow. I began dreaming big and hoping. But only recently did I realize that as the year begins to wind down, it just hasn’t panned out as I had anticipated. And I had to come to terms with it this morning. I allowed myself time to journal and process my thoughts out of the disappointment, and maybe even a bit of hurt. The voice of shame began to creep in, the ones that tell you you’re not enough. But then, I decided to shift gears and remind myself of all that I have to be grateful for.
People come and go. Relationships change.
This isn’t something my younger self would’ve anticipated. But I’m learning it’s all a part of life.
When I first moved to Korea, a friend of mine came and spent as much time with me as she could. Later, she told me she was intentional about that time because she knew it would be but for a season. She knew that we would both branch out and have our respective responsibilities and relationships to pour into, so while she could, she poured into ours. What a blessing she is, my wise, wise friend.
All I can do is stay intentional and connected to those in my life now, and remain grateful.