September has been a high anxiety month. It’s the month of my mother’s birthday. It’s the first special day that I will celebrate without her presence here. They say these are the tough times. When holidays and birthdays roll around and your loved one is absent from this life. They weren’t lying.
I’m opting to be home on her birthday. I’m opting to spend it in solitude. I’m opting to share it with my dad. A trip for flowers, a trip to the burial site. That’s the plan. That’s the only plan.
September has been a high anxiety month.