March has arrived. In Australia, it is the start of autumn. Here, where we live, the change in season isn’t apparent, yet. We don’t have trees with leaves that change colour, and the temps are still high thirties.

In the town where I grew up, we had lots of deciduous trees. There’s even a song about falling autumn leaves that we sang in schools. It’s funny how as we get older, we yearn for things, people and times past. There’s that saying about not knowing what we have until it’s gone. Like families, and friends that we take for granted, or those who just fade away and we are left wondering who’s fault it was.

As we enter a new season, I find myself thinking of those people I love, those who are so far away it hurts. I know I was hard work as a daughter, and probably as a mother too. As a wife, well let’s say that’s a work in progress.

We don’t always get to go back and do-over, not matter how hard we wish it. It’s coming to terms with it that can be tricky. It’s why we turn to drugs, alcohol, hoarding, or crafting. I mean, there are a lot of ways we can work through our emotions, angst and anger. Again, I didn’t always make the best choices, but I’m slowly learning.

Gardening, writing and crafting. Helps distract my mind from things like not being able to contact my eldest daughter on her birthday. Seasons, birthdays, special occasions occur the same time every year. Gratitude for every moment spent with my children, and gratitude for the future.

In the present, I’m writing children’s stories and witchy mysteries. Keep an eye out for my children’s book – Too Many Choices, which will be published in March. There’s a new mystery book – Unlocking Secrets which should be live by the end of March.

Let’s celebrate the new season – Autumn, or Spring if you are on the other side of the globe. A new start, a new day. Anything can happen. Believe in magic, believe in miracles.