see you in september

ah, september...a month that evokes such strong memories...the earliest, of course, school days...the excitement of new clothes, which you insist on wearing even if it is 90 degrees...a lunchbox with your favorite tv character smiling from both sides...mix the aroma of new crayola with the pungent smell of freshly sharpened pencils and vinyl and you are back walking into the new classroom that first day again...flash forward to college...when august ushers the new and september finds you buried under the weight of heavy reading and term papers...maybe typed on an old smith corona with white-out at your side...on top of that old webster's....and then a few years later...september, just another month in a work year, maybe marked by your fading tan line and one last outdoor happy hour...then the married september...the jewish edition..."where are we breaking fast?" "what should i bring?" "is it too warm for a wool suit??"...blink, and you are shopping for your children...calming nervous tummies and fainting at the register total, class supply list in hand...and now september....when in a few weeks i will hopefully move from our rental into our new condo...my "to do" list longer than santa's...the thought of the 50+ boxes in storage making me want to run...run backwards..."i dream of jeannie" lunchbox in hand...skipping the streets of canarsie...first day...new beginnings...