Seasons

Everyone was pumped this weekend for daylight savings time to end.  This meant we would all receive that valued extra one hour of sleep we get each year at this time.  As people commented and celebrated this reality, I had a not so pleasant dialogue going on in my own head.  It went something like this.  “Must be nice for you.  I am not going to get that sleep.  I have 2 year old twins and they don’t give a rip about what we do with our clocks.  So you enjoy, but my wife and I will be not be getting any extra sleep.”  I kept all this in my head, but I thought it each time I heard some one talk about it.  And as I thought about it, I processed all the potential emotions that could come with the reality.  I was annoyed, jealous, indifferent, disappointed, tired, etc.

But this is the deal.  This is just a season.  It is the season our family is in.  That season will end and another season will begin.  Seasons are real and we must acknowledge that.  In fact someone I really respect said something to me about seasons I will never forget.  He stressed the importance of identifying the season you are in and capitalizing on that season’s uniqueness.  I think this is sound advice for all of us.  Whether I am single or married, new in my career or retired, pregnant or raising children, on vacation or in a growth season on the job, or whatever… there is power to really embracing the season I am in and how I can leverage it.

Here are some things to consider regarding seasons:

  • Identify the specific seasons you are in.
  • What unique and exciting opportunities are present because of those seasons?
  • What are some of the best lessons you can learn during your current seasons?
  • What are you going to miss if you wish away this season of your life?
  • Who could help you navigate the seasons you are in more effectively?
  • What are the things this season demands of you that will only be temporary?

One thought on “Seasons

  1. I hate springing forward and falling back. My pain just goes off the charts. It takes a month or more for me to adjust. I don’t know if this is a psychological thing or what; but the pain is real for sure.

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