Sep 23 2009
Wake Me Up, When September Ends
September has been a hard month for me. Not only was the 21st the anniversary of my son’s death, but the 9th was his birthday, as well. Needless to say, I feel like the Green Day song, Wake Me Up, When September Ends. I tried to figure out a way that I could just sleep through the entire month, but I wasn’t too successful. Actually, I was lucky to sleep at all, as Michael has been heavy on my mind. Then, I was so tired all the time that my concentration is off, making it hard to get anything else done either.
September doesn’t seem to have the same effect on everyone else though, so I am still expected to meet all of my obligations. Easier said than done, I’m afraid. For example, I was going to write a piece on September, which would have been more appropriate at the beginning of the month, but since I did not get it done before, I am doing it now. Better late than never, right?
Although it is a difficult month for me, September is a month for literary celebration. That’s why I had planned to write an article about it. Those that enjoy writing, and reading should know that September is Be Kind to Editors and Writers Month. I don’t know who thinks these things up, but I’m glad that someone thought to recognize the hard work of all the editors and writers out there. I imagine we all need to know that our work is appreciated occasionally. Even best selling authors, who sell oodles of books and are famous, like to hear from their fans how much they’ve enjoyed their books. For writers like myself, who are not even in the same league with those authors, checking each day to see how many hits I’ve had on my sites can bring a smile to my face, even on the glummest of days. I hope someone thought to make a (Be Kind to Loyal Readers Month.) So, even though the month is almost over and I’ve been so terribly tardy in getting this information out, before the month is out, send flowers or candy to your editor, or just drop your favorite writer a note or an e-mail, telling them that you enjoy reading their work. There’s still a little time left to make September a great month.
Other September dates to take note of:
- September 2 – e.e. cummings died
- September 4 – Richard Wright’s birthday
- September 6 – Henry David Thoreau left Walden Pond (1847)
- September 9 – Gertrude Stein and Alice B. Tolkas move in together in Paris (1910)
- September 11 – D.H. Lawrence’s birthday
- September 12 – Publisher, Alfred Knopf’s birthday
- September 13 – Ronald Dahl’s birthday
- September 15 – Agatha Christie’s birthday
- September 17 – Ken Kesey’s birthday
- September 21 – Stephen King and H.G. Well’s birthdays
- September 24 – F. Scott Fitzgerald’s birthday
- September 25 – John Steinbeck received Nobel Peace Prize (1962)
Shel Silverstein and William Faulkner’s birthdays
- September 26 – T.S. Eliot’s birthday
- September 28 – Herman Melville died
Now You Walk With Angels
It has been a year now
Since you were taken from this life.
Our family now is broken.
Your death has caused such strife.
You were a very special person,
An old soul, if you will.
You had a whole life ahead of you
Since you left us, time stands still.
Now you walk with angels,
Perhaps soaring on new wings.
We cry and miss you oh, so much
We can’t go on to other things.
It feels like only yesterday
That you were still right here.
We long to hear your voice once more,
To see your face, so dear.
It’s not right that you were taken
When you were still so very young.
You were whisked from life so brutally
Before your song was fully sung.
Now you walk with angels,
Perhaps soaring on new wings.
Someday we will be with you, but for now,
We can only wait, to see what fate will bring.
We miss everything about you
Your smile, your hugs, your voice.
The potential stood before you
To create the destiny of your choice.
What hurts the most, is knowing we won’t
Watch you grow into a man.
To know what fate held in store for you
It seems God had other plans.
Now you walk with angels,
Perhaps soaring on new wings.
Through our tears, we long to hear
The music you now sing.
Copyright ©2009 Kaye Lynne Booth