Between my own school years and my kids' (ages 14 to 25 now) the school calendar
has ruled most of my life. Summer is too short. School holidays are treasured. Days are
arranged around school hours. Even now, with a senior and an 8th grader I like to be home when my boys arrive after school. There is homework to oversee, papers to sign and stories of their days to be heard... and cherished.
Always, at this time of year, I am reminded of how quickly the time has passed. Gone are the hectic mornings of getting 4 little ones dressed, fed and off to the school bus. Things are calmer now and I have the gift of time to savor these days. Someday the school calendar will not be of my concern. I will miss it.
For now, there are breakfasts to make, hugs to give and time for gratitude for this life that is often beautifully ordinary.