No smiles at 7:00 a.m. for this sophomore.
At the top of the class-8th grade!
The "senior year" of elementary school-5th grade!
Last night as the boys were scurrying about getting their binders and backpacks fully stocked with new pencils, notebooks, highlighters and pens, I found myself feeling quite melancholy. I have ALWAYS looked forward to the first day of the school year. If you asked me what my favorite day of the year was, without hesitation I would answer: the day after Labor Day aka the first day of school. I love new beginnings. I love high expectations and excitement. I love Fall. I love plugging practices and games into my calendar. I love Friday Night Lights and Saturday morning soccer matches. But this time around it feels like the inevitable is one step closer. The calendar keeps turning to a new month faster than I ever imagined it would. Today it's September and before I know it, Christmas will be here. (sorry)
I think what makes this adjustment even harder is how fleeting the summer felt. Aside from our road trip-which is now even more special to me than ever before--we spent very little time together as a family. With two teenagers, their social lives and independence seemed to be in overdrive. There was rarely a day where someone wasn't doing a lawn mowing job, heading to the lake or mountain biking. I have always fought for our family time when our culture screams for over-scheduling, over-committing and over-everything. But even when I did insist on sharing a movie night, pizza or ice cream, everyone's minds seemed to be elsewhere. I remember those days myself so I can't begrudge them. It's the natural order of things. It's all part of the plan. I just wish one part of the plan included making time stand still.
For nostalgia's sake, I had to post this photo from 2007-the one year all three of them were at the same school: Kindergarten, 3rd grade and 5th grade.
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