I like September so much.
Most of my worst sadnesses in life happened in September, my grandmother and mother both died in that month, and I had other strong and sad things, life altering, in September also but even so I like this month so much because yes, I had sad things in some Septembers in life but most of them are normal months made special by the fact that the Autumn always comes, every year, in that month and that makes me so happy.
So each year I give myself autorization to be happy when September comes.
And he is here.
I long for the Autumn, the colder days, even if some are stil hot, the nice air, the short days, which most don't like but I do. I like to wake up when is still night and see the morning beginning.
And it's apple pie season. 🥳