"To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heavens..."
- King Solomon, Ecclesiastes 3:1
Back where I was born and raised in Florida we only had two seasons: hot and slightly less hot. A side effect of that wonderful arrangement was a very limited experience of actual seasons and especially this foreign concept of winter. In Florida, winter was simply a period of time where the grass doesn't grow quite as fast and we saw a temporary influx of snow birds. Now, after making my way 1,200 miles north, I find myself on Long Island, New York and suffice to say winter here is pretty different. It's largely a brand new experience for me. At the time of this writing I've never salted or shoveled snow off a driveway, never used a snowblower, never scraped a windshield, and there are probably a bunch of other things that I'm not even aware of. But these things that were/are foreign to me are going to be a part of my life for who knows how long.
Not only do I find myself exposed to a new season of the year but also to a new season in life. Graduating college with a music composition degree was one of the most challenging tasks of my life and, as is often the case, it was also one of the most rewarding. But now, for the first time since I was 4 years old, I am no longer in school and there are no plans to change that. Instead, I am embarking a little venture called Selladore Films with my friends and now co-workers, Joe and Nic. So in a way, it’s a new season for all of us here at Selladore Films.
There are struggles in adjusting to a new season. Trust me, I almost slipped and fell like 5 times on my way to work today. What makes all the difference is the people around you who help you through the transition to a new season. I have been personally blessed by extremely kind and generous new friends here on Long Island, by loving family at home and abroad, and by some incredibly patient Yankees (Joe) with this Southerner who knows nothing of winter.