It’s Labor Day Weekend around here which signals the symbolic end of summer. Weather wise though, it takes a while for the seasonal changes to set in.
I have always enjoyed the fall season. From the changing colors to the fashions, fall has represented change for me. Plus, being transgender, the opportunity to change has had it’s own special appeal.
Along the way I learned I wasn’t changing as much as I was growing into my true self. While it’s true my own personal fall leaves were changing colors, my inner self (or tree) was staying the same or even prospering.
At my advanced age (nearly 71) I know I am looking forward to the winter of my life. Perhaps I should try to make the most of the fall season I am experiencing.
If you are in a part of the world which experiences seasons. Enjoy yours!