Wake Me Up When September Ends

I know this song was beautifully written by Green Day lead singer Billie Joe Armstrong when his dad died of cancer in September 1982. I can feel his pain especially with these lines:

Here comes the rain again
Falling from the stars
Drenched in my pain again
Becoming who we are

As my memory rests
But never forgets what I lost
Wake me up when September ends...

I have never lost anyone tragically in the past. Yet, I can relate partly to this song. Or probably just the title itself. I can't wait for September to end! What is it with September? Is it because of the nonstop rain that makes me emotional? Is it due to the turn of events every September for the past couple of years?

Have you ever come to a point in life wherein you wish that reality can just be a bad dream, or a nightmare, that everything is gone and back to normal or how you want your life to be when you wake up?

Looking back, I had this same weird sentiments last year. I also hoped that "September ends" in no time. And it did! Unexpectedly, the affliction that I once felt turned into bliss. Credit goes to this angel who was sent my way from above to guide me in crossing the wobbly road to the feat of acceptance.

Yet, just like this article I read before about angels, they will leave you once their purpose is served, which is to save you. This is exactly the same reason how wistful I am that September ends soon.

Counting the days off and looking forward to October and better days....

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