I love fall as well. I love all things nature and plants. I think I get that from both my mom and my dad. I wish I could grow things like my mom can. My mom has an amazingly green thumb. She grows plants, flowers, gardens, trees, vegetables, and everything else. I can't even keep my Aloe Vera plant alive, seriously! But - I keep trying and keep buying plants thinking that one day, I'll be able to make it work.
Back to fall. I believe there is a deeper meaning to the seasons. The prophet Alma teaches us: "All things denote there is a God; yea, even the earth, and all things that are upon the face of it, yea, and its motion, yea, and also all the planets which move in their regular form do witness that there is a Supreme Creator." The planets moving -- the seasons -- denote that there is a God and witness of a Supreme Creator. Each season has amazing things to teach us. After working all year to grow things and make the world beautiful, autumn teaches us that there is also beauty in letting things go, in letting things run their course and even in death. Fall teaches and testifies in our Supreme Creator and shows us the beauty of death.This week we began hospice care for my mom. After a few months of testing, waiting, and testing again, we have begun the next phase of this process. Mom had a lung catheter put in last Monday and began hospice care on Tuesday. The catheter allows us to drain the fluid off of her lung at will. This will help us keep her more comfortable and allow for better breathing. She has had a rough time recovering from the procedure. It is incredibly painful and has limited her movement and her strength. We are hoping some solid rest and recovery will help relieve some of her discomfort.
Tonight we walked outside to view the super moon. "It is so beautiful!" was her comment. All things denote there is a God. I'm so grateful to my mom for living that and teaching me that.
