It’s the first day of Spring in Melbourne, although technically the weather doesn’t make an obvious change until later in the month – around the 23rd – the Spring Equinox.
Yesterday I was fine – the last day of winter – celebrating that the cold days will soon be finishing for the year, and more sunshine is on it’s way.
I need more sunshine.
Today though I’m on edge.
Irritated and intolerant.
Tired from continuous late nights, but also sad and angry because it’s the start of September.
The start of September brings with it my daughter’s birthday on the 2nd.
Tomorrow she would have been 17.
Her first birthday was the final one we celebrated with her (although we didn’t know it at the time).
I wonder what she’d look like now.
Tall, beautiful, blonde or light brown with touches of auburn highlights like mine.
When I turned 17 I was already in my first year of uni. She would have been in her final year of high school.
We didn’t come across the idea homeschooling until a few years after she left.
I wonder if we still would have heard about it and tried it out with her like we are now with my son?
Unfortunately all the wondering doesn’t change anything.
Until we meet again in heaven my sweet girl.
Happy Birthday.
