Okay, I did not freak out like I did Sept. 4, 2008. This was, after all, not really his first day of school but simply the first day back after his first school hiatus.
But I still cried when I woke him up. I got over it in a few minutes. And I still took his picture.
But I noticed that things were not the same. Our loyal and loved neighbor of five years, Lonnie, moved and thus was not out front watching him board the bus as she did just about every day last year. And this year, I did not board my car to head to work.
And this year, Logan is taller, more mature, and was afraid to get his new pants dirty if he sat on our front steps to wait for the bus.
Mrs. Fischetti is not the school secretary anymore. She moved up to the regional office.
And thus again I am reminded that change is difficult. But I know it is necessary, and thus this time I did not cry for very long.
But I did cry, and so you see, some things do not change.
I took the dogs for an hour's walk/jog. It's good to have some constants to hang onto.
Oh, yes, and my friend Brandon, whose political views differ vastly from mine. That's been a constant for six years, since I've known him.
Hail to the constants! Is that even a word?
Have a great start to the new school year, kids, and enjoy Obama's speech.
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