today is my least favorite day of the year--the day daylight savings time ends. all it means to me is that i have a 25 hour day to dread the impending winter as opposed to a regular 24 hour day. i do not get an extra hour of sleep; i suffer a palpable claustrophobia as the darkness begins to fall before the 5:00 hour.
those of us with SAD (seasonal affective disorder) mourn the loss of evening sunlight like an old friend. this year i'm particularly struck by something in my flood-ravaged neighborhood that i didn't notice last year: the lack of fall colors. our trees are damaged to the extent that the leaves don't do much but turn brown and fall. no more are there brilliant reds, oranges and yellows to enjoy. this picture of a bush in my back yard is a good example:
the dull and dead part comes almost to my shoulders while the top of the bush offers a little bright red at eye-level. 18 months after the flood it seems an apt metaphor for the parts of my life that were lost and the parts that are struggling to survive while there is only a small part that remains untouched. i don't know if the bush will recover, i don't know if it will ever be as glorious as it once was but i find some small encouragement that it hasn't given up.
grace and peace
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