Why Life Has Its Seasons

When I bought my house, my late father told me to not get attached to it. And the same goes for my neighbors, as a few of them recently sold and move out of state.

Life has its seasons, and the people we meet are only for a certain time, then we meet others. And this happens for a reason, so we must trust that it is meant to be.

It brings different experiences, good or bad, to our life. Just like the leaves on the trees, and the sunlight and storms that pass each day.

Because it is through these experiences that makes it why we call it life. How we decide to live through, or respond to, these seasons determines who we become.


Thanks for Reading.

Frank J Casella


Photo: Pathway to Prairie Lake - Color Photograph Copyright 2020 Frank J Casella

The pathway to the blue waters of Prairie Lake at the Homewood Izaak Walton Preserve in Illinois.


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