Len and I had a taste of fall this past weekend when we went to Ottermere for my grandparents 80th birthday party's. The air was cool, the mosquitoes left us alone, I wore my fleece most of Saturday. Upon our return to southern Ontario however, the temperature was soaring and most people were still decked out in shorts and tank tops.

I know its fall though. The kids have returned back to school. Trent started its year of classes this past Monday, I've even spotted quite a few trees where the leaves have turned. Tonite I have my first board meeting for the Schizophrenia society. It will be a time to catch up on projects which were ongoing throughout the summer, reasses our current directions and programs and start new endeavours. We are looking into the idea of a support group for "family" members and survivors who are relatively new to the whole lifestyle. Len and I personally feel this is an extremely important niche to fill. We are no longer in crisis, and we certainly have not been living with Schizophrenia for 20, 30, 40 years. I guess you could call us the "Gen X's". We fall between, we are younger, starting a family, trying to establish careers and sustainable employment. We would also love to move beyond our one bedroom apartment someday. These issues are certainly not exclusive to us alone, many young couples struggle with the same issues, but they are definitely complicated by mental illness. We want to prove to the world that we can succeed, we want to break down millions of stereotypes and we want to help others to do the same.

I think that is why fall is my favorite season. I have always more of a sense of renewal in fall. Fall isn't about winding down for winter, its about shedding our leaves, and starting new things.