A few years ago I read the book, “The Seasons of God” by Henry Blackaby. In the book, Blackaby shares wisdom on seasonality in life. One of the things that really stuck with me when I read it was about not trying to rush a season. I’d found myself almost every winter, after Christmas came and went, wishing it was already Spring. Since reading this book, I now try to find ways to savor each season, even if it’s not my favorite.