As I was sitting around a lunch table with some close friends, these words rang true to me. We’ve traveled together through the season’s of life when it was a “time to laugh.” We’ve also surrounded each other throughout the trials of life when it was a “time to weep.”
However, it suddenly struck me that we had arrived in the (dare I say it?) — “Pre-Plastic Surgery Discussion Season.” This is the season when the concept is bantered around a bit as a possibility for another season in the fast-approaching future. Would this be classified as another “time to weep?” Perhaps not. I was hearing cure-all words like botox, nip, tuck, and collagen.
Hmmm — I began to reflect — It seemed like just yesterday when we girls liked to think we were in “Hot Chick Season.” This season begins around the teenage years and then progresses through college days. It then carries us to our wedding day and well into the first half of pregnancy as a “Glowing Hot Chick.”
In the latter half of the pregnancy, you look similar to a giant tick. After the tick “pops,” you are ushered into a wonderful new world that you soon discover is not a season you own anymore”…and it is quite alright. Because the seasons of your children become “your” seasons and it is a “time to plant” where you nourish and create a sense of safety and security for your child’s well-being. And that’s all that matters.
The first season of your child’s life revolves around the “Baby Rocking, Feeding and Sleeping Season.” Your child’s schedule consumes your every waking and sleeping moment. “Hot Chick Season” is becoming an even fainter memory. Fortunately, it doesn’t seem to matter because it is a “time to love” in a way you never thought possible– and that makes it all worthwhile for you and for your child.
As your child develops, you find yourself in “Primary Color Plastic Stuff Season.” Brightly colored plastic toys take over your household and reside in every corner. This is only to be replaced a short time later by the “Ball/Barbie Season” that lasts quite a while. This is a fun, innocent period that can be enjoyed to its fullest. It should be treasured because “Bonehead Bridge Season” and all its hormones lay in wait just around the corner. However, there is hope. After arriving on the other side of the bridge, our kids will have reached a new level of maturity. It is now their “time to cast away” for their own “seasons of hopes and dreams.” As they are successfully launched, you hope that they will reminisce with wonderful memories of all their childhood seasons and smile!
Now — back to the kitchen table with my friends. There we sat… most of my friends having survived the seasons of raising children. We have arrived or are on the precipice of a new kind of freedom where the seasons are our own again. We can look forward to sharing our seasons with our almost grown up kid/adults.
The prospects of the possibility of revisiting (by way of surgery) the “Hot Chick Season” sounded intriguing at first. But then — I took a good long look around the table at the faces of my friends. I thought they were beautiful faces. They were kind, genuine, smiling faces…faces that wore just a few fine wrinkles– “life’s lines” that told “their” stories-receipts for living. I wondered if these lines could, perhaps, be God’s refund to us– a gift, a badge of honor that reflects that we have spent seasons and seasons of living our “purpose under the heavens.” We have laughed, wept, embraced, planted and most importantly — loved!
Postpone the surgery or better yet, forgo it. Go with the natural flow….Embrace the wrinkles. Age gracefully, laughing all the while with your friends as often as possible. After a job well done, it is now the season that is OUR TIME TO DANCE!
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