Firstly, it is Our Lady's birthday today, so here is this beautiful image in her honor.
What I tell ya, folks? Now do you believe me when I say August went by fast? I feel like I blinked too long or something.
I kept giving myself little tasks to complete before I allowed myself to just sit down and type up a blog post. (Which I fully realize is rather unfair to you. Sorry ;) ) The truth is, as I'm sure you are all very much aware, life is busy. Wow! I know, right?!
(Some happy yellow flowers for you. Because I love you.)
September, though. September is busy. September is always busy. For me at least.
We start school on Monday, I have a part-time job beginning next week, our church fair is the following weekend so I'll be face painting for that, and I still have a few minor, measly little things to do before then and it seems it's always those petty things that weigh you down and make everything feel so much more hugely overwhelming than they really are. Hopefully that's the only run-on sentence you'll have to deal with in this post, but I think you get the idea ;)
Now please don't think I'm complaining because I truthfully don't really mind all those things. Like I said, September is always busy. I mean it's true, busyness can lead to craziness, craziness often leads to chaos, once chaos ensures the feeling of being overwhelmed sets in rather quickly and can easily lead to insanity, but as long as you take a few deep breaths and say a Hail Mary or two before things get out of hand, you can usually avoid going stark raving mad and inevitably being locked away in a nut house for the rest of your days. I don't know about you, but I'm pretty okay with those odds.
(Oh look! There's another one! Whoops...)
Anyways, when I'm not concerning myself with the added strain put on my mental state, I find September a rather endearing month. It's so charming, caught between the desire to be as warmly carefree as summery August or brisk and dignified as cooler October, the same as a child torn between either the sophistication or simplicity of an older and a younger sibling.
There is just enough of sunshine and warmth so as not to mourn August's passing too dolefully, yet with a definite and irresistible spice of Fall, come to enchant the world to sleep once more against the coming chill.
I guess I think September is special. That's probably just me, but I'll continue to feel this way regardless!
Alas, I must be off, but you will hear from me soon, my dears! I hope you're enjoying your Septembers, are they as busy/busier than mine? (Not that it's a contest, of course, just makin' conversation. hehe ;) )
Always,
~Emma
