I will not complain about the time change this year!

 So, a friend has been nagging at me because I do not blog any more.  I have been ignoring her.  I did get to thinking about something this morning and it caused me to go to my blog site.  WOW!  I was surprised to find that I have not put any thought into writing since 2019.  Consider yourselves lucky!

This will be a short one, but it is pertinent to many of us.  I am writing it because it is especially pertinent to me.  I always whine and complain about the time change in November.  I can see and hear that many of us have been complaining about it.  I have found myself complaining less this year and I have wondered why.  I mentioned it to Buta the other night.  I think that as we have gotten older, our schedule has changed.  Once 5 pm comes, life is usually more regulated.  Supper.  News.  Favorite show.  Sleep.  The later the day, the less I tend to mind the dark.  In addition to the scheduled things I mentioned, I think I tend to be a bit more reflective during that quiet time of the day.

Then, Diedre Dean posted something on Facebook about the Last Quarter of Life.  It starts by stating that many of us are in the last quarter and we wonder how we got there so quickly.  It also states that many are not lucky enough to reach that quarter.  It also reminds those who are not there yet - but that are on their way - to do the things you want.  "Do today what you can."

After I read her post, I began to think about the time change in a different way.  I began to think about how that change connects to life.  I know that I am looking forward to having light in the morning.  I feel better when the day starts that way. I seem to have more energy at the beginning of the day and it tends to wane as the day grows longer.   One could say that many of us feel better in the light of our youth and the light may dim for some of us as the years march on.

However, I am grateful for light at anytime.  Buta sometimes gets a little cranky with me because I have lights everywhere...inside and outside. 

They are on the fireplace, plants, in vases, and especially on my beautiful fichus tree.

I need to remember to be grateful for light - anytime I can get it.  Diedre's post reminded me of that.  Light is beautiful any time we get it.  It - like life - is to be celebrated.  Thank you, Diedre!  I shall not say a negative thing about the time change.  Let there be light!