Even though I've always loved the Fall, I've also always fought with SADD this time of year.
But it was always mitigated by my family. Mom and I would ramble around to farmer's markets and pumpkin farms and buy too many cider donuts and apple cider (that we never drank all of)
We used to go all out with decorating for Halloween (until her dementia progressed to the point where she didn't recognize it anymore and would keep asking us to "put those things away" until decorating for any holiday just became kind of pointless)
The weather and overall look outside (leaves changing, cloudy skies, cool temperatures) is also just like it was when dad fell on the stairs and it's getting to a point where, when I'm not thinking about things I used to do with my mom and missing her, I'm replaying his accident over and over