For me, Autumn is happiness. It is… taking a stroll in the neighborhood- my backdrop being the trees and grass covered with fall leaves. indulging in warm pies: cherry, pumpkin, and apple. Listening to worship music. Spilling out my heart as I write about my life with no limits. sitting in my comfy chair. Wearing a warm, fluffy sweater while drinking cinnamon apple tea and reading a good book that feeds my soul. These simple moments slow me down, and bring me to a place of sweet contentment. But ironically, Autumn is a season of things dying: grass, leaves, plants, insects. Before we know it, the brisk Chicago Winter will envelop us, and a life of hibernation awaits us. Some of us will experience cabin fever, and once that first warm day in Spring embraces us with its presence, the world will seem a little smaller because everyone will be out and about. There is no doubt that seasons come and go. And, so does happiness. It is inevitable that we will have days that …