The first week of school ended, and we found ourselves at the high school football game to cheer on the Marching Band. And then, we slept well. We survived the week!
What a week! We purchased the correct school supplies; we made pasta salad for their lunch boxes; we ushered everyone out the door on time; we arranged the ritual after-school snack platters; we celebrated and prayed and realized that while every day is a “first” for the freshman, every day is a “last” for the senior. For her, this is a year of savoring, of paying attention, and of truly enjoying the little moments left of a childhood nearly over.
We’ll learn a new term by heart: bittersweet.