The month of August is a poignant one for me. It is, of course, the countdown to getting the kids back to school (which all of us experience- some with more joy than others). This year is my son's first year in high school so I have-- trepidations.
It's also the month of my oldest's birthday and her birthday makes me feel old in a way that my own cannot. The whole experience makes me feel weary...
and perhaps a bit perplexed.
After all it seems just like yesterday that I was giving them their baths...
And watching over them as they explore the boundaries.
Being a mother isn't easy, but it's satisfying.
