Even though I had a great, relaxing day. Even though I love the colors and the way the sun feels on a cool fall morning.
Fall always makes me feel a little bit melancholy.
I don't think I have a real strong tendency towards depression. Thank goodness.
It might be partly because my grandma died in October and her funeral was on my birthday, probably about my 26th. That was the first time I experienced that kind of loss.
It might be partly because my grandma died in October and her funeral was on my birthday, probably about my 26th. That was the first time I experienced that kind of loss.
Maybe, too, it's because things are dying all around. I know all about the rebirth that comes after the winter, but the death part of it is still hard. Even though it's a beautiful, often poignant, death.
And it might be, as the years go by, the melancholy of another year past, regrets for what has or hasn't come to pass. Mixed feelings as our children grow away from us and into themselves.
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Isn't it interesting how seasons can bring out different emotions in us?
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