Winter silently slips our loved ones into slumber …

Their seasons have gone as they’ve climbed the mountain, sometimes strolling, sometimes crawling, often climbing vertical cliffs. Surveying their life and the seasons they’ve left behind, snow like a cold carpet lays beneath their feet.

Inside, they are still that joyful child of spring, the confident adult of summer, the older person of autumn. In these shortening days, they feel the chill of the remaining days. Some loved ones are already slumbering. To those held in fear or in pain; love and strength I wish them for their remaining days. No one wants to leave but life is about letting go and the cherished memories they leave behind.

As I tread through my autumn days, I know winter is not so far away.