It wasn’t too long ago that I thought today would ever come. In the middle of February, knee-deep in snow and no upcoming vacations to speak of, June seemed unreachable. But somehow, one day at a time, June got closer and closer, until one day, it arrived. And with it came the last day of school. That day was today. The much-anticipated summer vacation has arrived at last.
I confess that today was harder than I expected it to be. I imagined running through the doors at the end of the day, screaming, hands in the air, hair flying wildly. In actuality, it was quiet, almost sad. The twins graduated from Kindergarten this morning and it was hard to say good-bye to the teachers who have made such a difference in their lives. William’s teacher won’t be back next year, so it was equally hard to say good-bye to her. Friends will be split up next year, some kids won’t be back. We are closing the chapter on this school year and a new one will open in the fall. I learned that no matter how prepared you think you are, you are never quite prepared enough.
All three of my kids did wonderfully this year. They all earned a day pass to the local water park for meeting a certain goal every month of the school year. They have overcome obstacles and jumped hurdles. They have all come so far since last fall. They are hardly the same kids.
For now, it is time to enjoy the summer. We have lots of plans for fishing and camping. We are heading down to visit Grammy and Grampy soon and will visit with an Auntie and Uncle when we return. There are bike rides to take and picnics to be had, books to read and adventures to go on.
The days are long but the years are short, this has been in my head a lot lately. Though it never felt like it at the time, the school year went by very fast. Much more so than I expected it to. Change is good, but sometimes it just about breaks your heart.