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Prior to making the necessary preparations for this Holiday issue of The SUN, I spent much of the last two months clearing out the clutter that accumulated from a busy season of publishing. During this quiet time of year, while I re-organize my office, which has overflowed into my entire home, I ponder the old saying “Less is more.” As I find great joy in the task of organizing, much is to be said also for the old addage “Having a place for everything and everything in its place.”
My winter project is to re-decorate this empty nest, and to do so requires some letting go. Sorting through piles of paperwork that has become part of the furniture, I found myself getting lost in the moments. Looking around my home, it tells a story of raising my son. The mark of Robert is everywhere to be seen, from his piano and collection of surf trophies, to school portraits and a very small pair of high top Chuck Taylor’s hanging over a shelf. My gaze fell upon a particular photograph of him when he was about 9 years old in his Duffer’s Little League uniform holding his pet pug Arthur. I froze. Immediately tears began to well up in my eyes. With Robert away at college and Arthur no longer with us, I feel the Lord moving me into a new season of life.
I know the importance of letting go of the old to make room for the new, however I’m not referring so much to dust collectors as I am to the sacred bond between a mother and her child. Raising a son is a lifetime process of letting go. Letting go, until more threads are loosened, unraveled, untethered, like a dancing kite, releasing them out into the world.
Whether you have a reason to make a change or just feel that one is due, getting organized can be a therapeutic and revitalizing process, moving us more willingly and gracefully into a new chapter of our lives, yet to be written.
I find comfort in Proverbs 3:5-6 that reminds me to “Trust the Lord with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding. In all your ways acknowledge Him and He shall direct your steps.”
As you settle in to another wonderful winter in the Wildwoods, plugging in the white twinkle lights on the porch, smelling the aroma of homecooking wafting from the kitchen, watching a blazing winter sunset crackling over the bay, I wish you a warm, comfortable journey along the way. Perhaps you are busy with plans at home like me, (anxiously awaiting your child’s return home for the holidays). . . or in another season of your life. . . I pray that your time is joy-filled and abounding in peace.
I hope you enjoy this issue of The SUN that’s been prepared for your reading pleasure. May you savor it like a long-lasting, multi-course, home-cooked Thanksgiving Dinner. Let it feed your soul. . . gobble til you wobble... reflect upon and be thankful for the blessings over the last year. . . reconnect with the people you hold near and dear to your heart.. hold on loosely, let go, let God. . .
Sincerely,
Publisher, editor, and artist
The SUN by-the–sea, , WILDWOOD, NJ
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