The First Day: Slipping Through our Fingers

The First Day:  Slipping Through our Fingers

Schoolbag in hand, she leaves home in the early morning
Waving goodbye with an absent-minded smile
I watch her go with a surge of that well-known sadness
And I have to sit down for a while

ABBA

It’s the first day of school, and today, both Danni and I will need a moment. We will need to have a moment to sit down and absorb that “well known sadness.” If you have kids, you know it. The mixture of pride, melancholy, and nerves that accompanies the back to school wave from us to them.

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Parenting: Summer of ’86 VS. Summer of ’19

Parenting:  Summer of ’86 VS. Summer of ’19

It might be because our baby is now well into her teen years or maybe because she is our only girl, but I am starting to compare parenting in the summer of 1986 vs parenting in 2019. Trying to think back to my 15th summer (or I should clarify, the summer between grade 9 and heading to high school) what did I need and want from my mom? What kinds of things is she dealing with that were not a factor when I was that age?

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