Thursday, May 28, 2009
Our time is filled these days with activities to commemorate the school year that is ending: the learning, the friendships, the growth in each child. There are events, parties... my chest constricts every time I think about Abbott being a second grader (!) next year; about Cal graduating from his preschool to attend preK at his brother's elementary school. As I watch my children grow, I remember being six years old. I wonder what they will remember from this time in their life.
Last night after dinner we took a walk, and I saw signs of moving on everywhere - an iris that was wilting, blackberries starting to form, the first poppies of the year. The cycle of life continues.