
Last September, my dear friend Tabatha Richardson said something that stayed with me:
“September is like an old friend coming to visit us.”
That one sentence inspired me to write “An Old Friend Named September.”
A year has passed, and I have written many stories and reflections since then, but this remains one of my favorite autumn pieces I have ever written.
So today, I’m not writing something new.
I’m simply opening the door to an old friend again. 🍁
Maybe you remember this one. Maybe you’re meeting it for the first time.
Either way… come in, September. The kettle’s on.
GK