Well, here we are. Tomorrow morning, bright and early, Caleb will start kindergarten. And so will I.
What happened to the whole long summer that I had spread out in front of me? I dipped my toe in the lake, slept a couple of nights in a tent, and suddenly twelve weeks have dwindled down to twelve short hours.
Tonight feels like that moment when you’re all strapped into the roller coaster car, just about to take off, and a large chunk of your brain is wondering what the heck you were thinking, knowing all the while that it’s already too late to get off the ride.
Don’t worry, I keep telling myself. That’s the feeling you feel just before the fun begins.