If you have talked to me in the past few weeks (which is no easy task these days...i have laryngitis!), you know that I am not 'throwing a party' or 'celebrating' the first day of school. These are things people assume when they find out all three are going to be in school full days. Yes, I'm excited for my kiddos who are over the moon excited to be starting 1st grade with all their friends. But as for me, I'm sad. Like broken heart sad that my babies are going to be gone from 8:19am-4:16 pm 5 days a week. That's a long time. All three at once. Anyone who tells you it will go fast...is right. I blinked and today is here. This is a day I have been dreading for 6 1/2 years, and it stings just like I thought it would.
I'm adding responsibilities at Hope and know I will keep plenty busy. I know I will treasure those after school and weekend hours with my kids even more this year. I know that their joy in learning will far overshadow my sadness. But for tonight, I am sad to see this summer end. I'm sad to see this phase of life end.
Tomorrow begins a new day, a new phase and joys untold.