School started back today.
I walked brother in and stood with him for a few minutes. I asked him if he wanted me to wait with him or go, and of course he said, “go.” He has always been so independent when it comes to things like this. He is not afraid of new or change. I guess he figures he has been there before and there will be someone he knows or he will make a new friend.
I know it is a good thing, but the first day of school still leaves me with tears in my eyes as I walk alone to the car, knowing that my children are growing up. I know I could jokingly say they are tears of joy, but in honesty, it is sorrow. Another year. Another year older.
Sister started 10th grade today. No words can discribe my feelings about that.
I took today off, as I usually do on the first day of school. To me it has always been a day of reflection, a day alone in the house filled with quiet and solitude. The school year has started - this usually is the only day of rest and solitude I can claim for the next school year.
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These days are always so bittersweet aren’t they? At any given moment I’m either dancing around because my youngest just started high school, or a sobbing mess on the floor because my youngest just started high school.
Ps- what’s with the weird box that keeps popping up telling me to enter my username and password for twitter api??
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Oh dear … I hear you. I want them to grow up but I want them to stay little and stop reminding me of how quickly time passes. Hope he had a great day.
Hugz
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