Hello September

Allan Abbot Tuttle From Legacy.com
Allan Abbot Tuttle
From Legacy.com

September has arrived. Finally!

I hate August. Hate, hate, hate.

Eight years ago, my father died suddenly at the end of August. So, that sucks. Obit

Six years ago, Rodney arrived [Cast]. Two years ago, Milton arrived [Meet Milton]. Therefore, every August is a reminder that I have utterly failed to accomplish anything with them.

My father was never interested in my riding. I doubt he would have appreciated being lumped in with horse-related events. While he approved of writing and photography, I have no idea what he would have thought of the blog, or if he would have read it. But that is a psycho-social discussion for another day.

Good-bye August, and good riddance.


Dad posts on RS
Why I Drove a Beat-up Jeep to My Senior Prom
Cultural Commentary abbreviated version of the story
Spotted in Boston 5th photo

Related Posts
It is no coincidence that my blogging meltdown occurred in August, Hiatus.
In case you are wondering how the blog & I survived the meltdown, I’m Baaaaaack … With Camera.

Thank you for reading,
Katherine Walcott

5 thoughts on “Hello September

  1. I can certainly relate to disliking a month. For me, it’s May. That’s the month when my world fell apart, 12 years ago, including the death of my “dad” – my Granddad who was the only dad I knew until a few years ago when I finally met my real father. That’s another looong story. Other awful things have happened in May in various years since. I do love spring, it’s usually my favorite of year, but May… nope. Every year around mid-late April-ish, the slide starts and I’m usually in at least some sort of funk until June hits. It sucks, I guess I just wanted to say you’re not alone.

    1. No, you’re definitely not alone. For me, it’s April Fools Day. My Father died 1 April 2002 and my world stopped. I hate, hate, hate April Fools Day.

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