It's been a hot couple of weeks, but the last couple of mornings have been unusually cool. These kinds of mornings are always a more potent reminder of the coming change of seasons (life and weather) than the calendar.
Each back to school time is a bit sad for me, and this one will be the saddest of all. Both kids will be off at school. Reed will be at his junior year of college, which means next summer may be the last one that he lives with us. And if Amy gets involved in Shenandoah's summer program, she may not be home in the summers either.
Just because it's how it's supposed to go, and is what we've been working toward since these people came into the world, that doesn't mean it feels right or easy. It's not that I worry for how the kids will do – they will be awesome – it's the weirdness of spending 18+ years knowing where your child is at all times, and how they're doing, and now just dropping them off somewhere on their own.
But we will all be okay. The transition may be bumpy, but I think it will make our remaining time together even more valuable.
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