Bliss Explosion

I love fall so much. I live for fall. Autumn is my season, through and through. I love the smell of the gentle rot. I thrill to the chill that creeps up my neck. Wearing scarves brings me daily joy. Seeing the bones of a garden is as interesting as seeing it in full bloom. Traipsing through the natural mulch of leaves upon leaves upon generations of leaves is poetic and thought-provoking.

The caw of the crows gets sharper as the leaves get sparser, calling “Now, now, now, get outside now before winter comes.”

The moist air is welcome, the gray skies, comforting. It’s a slow drop to the knees, a battening down, a gentle sigh that the work is done and it’s time to pull up the covers of winter.

I can see every single, subtle decline out my windows. And it’s gorgeous. And I want to weep every day. I am making up for living 22 years at 100mph, I can safely say that.

I don’t want to turn back time. I just want to pay attention to every little bit of it.

About stacy

I am a writer, author, mother, longtime magazine editor (20 years in the business, 6 as editor in chief of Redbook), optimist, and, above all, a searcher. Right now, I'm searching for whom I'm really meant to be, after living through a series of very jarring changes that bumped me out of the life I was living: a son, then a divorce, a cataclysimcally messed-up house, which led to a book (Falling Apart In One Piece), and then, one week after that book came out, my parents both fell gravely ill, I resigned from my job (and maybe my career), my son got very scared and then, later, was diagnosed with an anxiety/ADHD disorder, my parents died, and at the same time, my boyfriend moved in with my son and me and we started the long and very painful journey of realizing we couldn't make our relationship work (that story unfolds on this blog). Since then I've been trying to figure out what's next. Or, in other words, how to fill in the blanks.
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3 Responses to Bliss Explosion

  1. Laurel Regan says:

    Stacey, this post almost made me cry with its beauty. I rarely meet anyone who feels about autumn as I do – most seem to be spring and summer people! – but you expressed so much of how I feel, and so eloquently. Thank you.

    • Stacy says:

      Oh yay! A fellow fall worshiper! I complain about summer, incessantly. I do not enjoy it unless I’m way north in the Adirondacks…. where it almost feels like fall! ; )

  2. Arnebya says:

    Although I’m the opposite (summer and heat lover) I understand this entirely because it describes my love of and need for warmth and sun and flowers and blooming things and greenness and lushness. While I like the LOOK of fall (from indoors under a blanket) I don’t like the feel of it, though, OK, admittedly, at the BEGINNING of fall when things first start to change color and texture and there’s a gentle breeze, that I like because I marvel at nature. And I do love a soft scarf. So I get it, I do. I enjoy parts of this season but if I’m fully honest I’m an 85 degree, breezeless, low humidity girl through and through.

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