This time of year, I tend to look out my window at the changing season. I notice that the leaves are starting to fall from the trees and there’s coolness in the air on most mornings. Summer is almost gone and it’s time to prepare myself for the chilly winter season that will come much too soon.
While I try and fight it, this is the time of year when my mood turns a bit dark or sad, when I think of people who are no longer in my life. Lately, my mother has been on my mind.
Her birthday would have been this week. She died over ten years ago. If she had lived, she would be in her mid seventies now.
To read my current Living Out Loud column in CityBeat entitled “My Mother in September,” click here.
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