First day of school...
It matches my mood. For once, I am not ready to kick my babies out the door and sigh a relief that summer is over. For once, the house it too quiet.
I miss them.
Perhaps it's because they fought so little this summer.
Perhaps it's because as Eldest enters high school, I realize I have, but four years left before he permanently walks out that door to college. The clock is ticking.
Most likely, it's the silence broken only by the bubbling water in the fish tank and swish of an occasionally wagged tail by the pup who resides by my feet.
I am getting a taste of what it will be once they all leave the nest for good.
Honestly? I don't like it.
I live for my Li'l man's belly laugh.
I live for PB's too tight hugs she initiates full-heartedly and without warning.
I live for my Eldest's wry, smart alec humor and awkward manner in this stage between boy and manhood.
I exist for them.
Now? I can't wait for next summer and more fleeting moments like these:
Childhood. Every year moves more quickly than the last. This last one seemed like warp speed and my heart just can't take it today...