And Just Like That...

Dear, sweet October is over. October with her nostalgia and smell of leaves. I couldn't make her slow down and wait for me to get used to the bittersweet changes she brought: a baby taking clumsy first steps, a boy who after years without finally has grown a front tooth. No, she didn't wait for me. She brought me another birthday and happiness, but she left so quickly, too.

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But October always saves her best for last; she holds out till the end, closing with haunted houses, costumes, and piles of candy. 

I miss her already. 

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