Showing posts from November, 2017

The Clothes I Wear

Several years ago my sister gave me a hoodie for Christmas.  Every fall as the weather turned colder, it would be my first choice top to wear.  It fit me just right, and had all of the coziness that the season required.  It became an outward symbol of an inward comfort.  It belonged to me, and I belonged in it.

When we packed our things to move to Nicaragua, that black sweatshirt was left hanging in the closet.  I didn't know if I'd ever wear it again, but I wasn't ready to give it up completely.

Some weeks ago, the cold air settled in and the trees began to give up their leaves.  I looked through the few warm clothes that I had saved, and found that treasured, faded, worn-out shirt.  The memories of many seasons passed came to mind as I pulled it over my head.  I straightened out the arms, and settled it over my waist as I looked at myself in the mirror.  It fit me exactly the same.

As the day moved on, I realized that it wasn't as cozy as I remember.  The cold air bl…