Chapter 10: Cozy Roots and Crisp Reminders

This fall has wrapped itself around me like my favorite fall cozy sweater; soft, a little worn, and full of stories. I grew my first pumpkin this year. Just about three, but it felt like a miracle. Watching it grow and ripen under the orange skies reminded me that growth doesn’t always shout, it sometimes whispers in the fall crisp air.

The nights have been pure magic. Cool air, layered clothes (sometimes when the temps call for it), and that quiet hush that only autumn brings. I’ve been living in cozy knits and cowboy boots that crunch leaves just right. Holly and Ferdinand have been extra snuggly, curling up beside me like they know this season is meant for cozy warmth. Mistletoe and Olive have been enjoying the fall breeze outside and refuse to come inside.

We honored Charlie Kirk this month. I can't believe October 10th marked a month of his absence on this side of heaven. His memory is stitched into our country, and I felt it especially strong during a quiet walk under golden trees this fall. There’s something about the autumn air that makes remembering feel sacred.

One of my favorite moments? Coffee with my little cousin on her college fall break. She’s growing into herself so beautifully. We talked about life, dreams, and God’s timing. That conversation warmed my soul and made me so thankful for the relationship I have with her. I got to hear all about her college adventures and that just warmed my heart so much.

Movie nights have been a staple in the Addis home; blankets, popcorn, and all the nostalgic fall flicks. I baked more than I should’ve (no regrets) and had a craft night with the girls that turned into laughter therapy, which is ALWAYS fun and a much-needed treat. We glued and giggled until our cheeks hurt. Seriously, time with these women has turned into my favorite part of the month.

One night, we stayed in with my father-in-love. We watched a new HBO series and shared stories and good fun. That kind of time is rare and richness to my soul. I tucked it away like a keepsake. Love him!

Halloween brought a flood of trick-or-treaters—costumes, candy, and chaos in the best way. I sat on the porch with cider and watched joy parade by. This was our first Halloween in the new house and what a treat it was to meet neighbors and enjoy the fun. Hubby and I dressed up as a bacon and a pickle. These were our first costumes to wear as a married couple. So much fun to recreate the look!

Also, some girls get flowers delivered, I get a treadmill that I have been eyeballing. What a delightful surprise and I'm really hoping to walk out all the extra calories the holidays will more than likely bring!

This chapter feels like a quilt; stitched with pumpkins, people, and peace. I’m grateful for every thread. I truly hope and pray that you have been having a wonderful fall as well.