...The word septemberism doesn't exist in itself, I learned. The closest I came was "septennial". So, I looked up the suffix 'ism' and of course, this means - action, practice, quality, characteristic, state, condition, illustration, doctrine, or instant. It made me feel a lot better about using this word.
September is a starting line for me as my birthday is on the 11th day. I usually like to take stock of my life-- have so for years. I make my own 'new year resolutions'. I laugh at the ones I've made over the years... way too numerous and unrealistic. But, I admit, I still do set goals-- I like to see progression in my life, but I have learned to simplify and be more content with not-so-lofty targets.
Another definition of September in my life is that it's the beginning of fall and the last full season of the year. With that comes Thanksgiving, Christmas, and New Year's Eve. It's a time of days getting shorter, leaves abandoning their home, and cozying up with a cup of coffee under a blanket to watch a football game.
September brings lots of birthdays besides my own that I like to remember... son, Tim; nieces and nephews Christie, Terri, Aubrey, Maddy, and Albert; other family member Gretchen; and friends Susie and Tena.
Finally, September is a nice pause in the year. Kids return to school in new clothes and backpacks, and the stores begin their advertising for the Christmas season. In the words of Earth, Wind and Fire's song "September"-- I too remember... Two other songwriters Anderson and Maxwell penned their words to a September song that I also related to~
"Oh, it's a long, long while from May to December.
But the days grow short when you reach September.
When the autumn weather turn leaves to flame,
one hasn't got time for the waiting game.
Oh, the days dwindle down to a precious few...
September, September , I'll spend with you."
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