Last Leaf to Let Go

Dear Last Leaf of Fall,

For several days I have watched you through my window as you are the only leaf left on the only tree in my backyard.  I've wondered what you were thinking as you watched your siblings fall to the ground.  Did you say to yourself,

"I am the winner?" or "I can fight death?"
Perhaps it was  "I am afraid to let go?"

What is it you fear last leaf? Do you not know that there is nothing you can do to stop this change? Winter is bearing down upon you. Everything must change - you will be safe in the arms of the one who created you.  Your family is waiting for you on the ground below. They will even cushion your fall.
 
So relax your grasp - all will be well. For you will return in the Spring, vibrant and full of life!
 

The next morning I noticed the leaf had fallen. 

We have now come to the close of another liturgical year. 

Tomorrow the story begins yet again!