“Wake Me Up When September Ends” is one of the hit single by Green Day. Somehow I just sang it unconsciously but then right now, I got the feeling this is my song in the next years to come. September holds so many memories that somehow I just want to sleep through it.
It was in September 2006, when my husband arrived in Bacolod City. We have been separated for two years and we decided to give our marriage another try. Hoping that we will have a successful and meaningful one. From then on, we had good and bad memories together but then again I decided to cherish the good ones and just continue fighting on.
Then there was September 2009, our third born, Bella Grace arrived. She brought joy and renewed hope to our marriage. She made us very happy despite the fact that she went under surgery at a young age because of her hernia.
And just this month, September 2012, my husband and I just got separated. He said that he tried loving me since the day we got back together last 2006 but then said he couldn’t find in his heart to love me again. He just couldn’t love me back anymore. He can never accept me as I am.
September brought a lot of tears to my eyes even as I write this post, but I couldn’t do anything. This is how things are as of now. It started as a hopeful month for me but then it ended up in despair and so much hurt. Though I wanted to stay as positive as possible, I possess a human heart. I am capable of being down and sad. So please, wake me up, when September ends…