Most people start their year on January 1st. My year starts on my kid’s first day back to school. That is when I reflect on the previous year, go through all that has happened and take stock and tally of my life. It is when I look at my kids and see how much their bodies and minds have stretched and grown, see if I’ve done a good job at this parenting thing. It’s when I prepare for the explosion of school activities and the inevitable firsts in my kids lives. It’s a looking forward to possibilities.
It’s when I try to see if I have let time slip away from me (again) or I have allowed myself to live in the moment. See if I have captured any of those moments, and held on, for just a little while, before realizing they have, in fact, slipped away like the year.
It is goodbye and sadness. It is eagerness and hope. Like I said, my year starts on my kids first day back to school.