Wake Me Up When September Ends

It's almost September.

Did someone hit the fast forward button?

Unbelievable.

It never stops. Or slows down. Most of all, it sweeps you off your feet when you're looking the other way.

I have a brother who's getting married this month. I ought to be there. But I'm here.

I have friends who are getting married. I ought to be there. But I'm here.

There's a baby popping out into the world, having her first breath, giving her first cry. I ought to be there. But I'm here.

My monkeys are growing up having birthdays and I ought to be there. But I'm here.

Am I missing out in life? Am I the missing jig saw in somebody's life? Am I living life the fullest when I'm not in the view?

I ought to be here because I'm here.