Mourning

I feel like I am slightly in mourning. All of my life September has marked something of a new year. When I was in education it was the start of the new school year. All of my working life any job I have had has involved a September start, I have either been in schools or working with children at church which brings with it a September restart to all groups. So now I am not working September has begun and it brings with it no starts. No groups starting up, no new children to meet, nothing new. Just the same old illness and the same old attempts at managing it. Maybe next September will bring a new start with it. And so I feel I am slightly in mourning as I don't get to experience the normalness of September.