First Day of School

Yesterday was the first day of school in our county. My two oldest children will be headed to college in a few weeks but my daughter started her first day of middle school. I have to admit, I’ve been nervous about this day since she was born. I’ve never heard anyone say, “I wish I could go back and re-live my middle school years.” Hormones, drama, and excessive homework add to the angst that has started to happen.

None of that happened. It was a good day. She went. Got information. Came home. Processed what happened. And is ready today. No drama. No homework.

I forgot that although there will be times of explosive drama to come, there typically is an on-ramp to these type of things. And for that I’m thankful.

Of course what I’m most thankful for is that I still have 7 years left with a child at home. As hard as it has been to have 3 kids (and the age gap between them), it has been the greatest blessing as well. I would be a wreck as an empty-nester right now. I’ve got 7 years to enjoy discovering the world through a new generation. I get to see what wonders and innovation they’ll discover. Hopefully I’ll sow some seeds to make the world after me a better place. And I get to savor this time with my daughter – even on the dramatic days.

I’m counting my days with her so that I can make them count. I hope you’re counting your days too.

Until everyone hears,