The End Is Baked Into the Beginning
I finally have both kids at home. They returned on different days because their final exams ran at different times. They’ll also return to school on different dates, so I have to go through the goodbyes twice, which are more difficult than staggered hellos.
I counted down the days until they would get home, but a part of me also kept thinking that the moment they stepped into the house, the clock began running toward the goodbye next month. I know this thinking isn’t helpful, and it certainly doesn’t keep me in the moment, but I can’t stop myself from doing it. I dread them leaving so much because having them here is such a joy.
Trying to stay in the present for the next few weeks.
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I am so glad that they are home! I can imagine how challenging the goodbye would be in January.
Enjoy the joy! So glad they are home.
As Beth said, enjoy the joy. Bask in it. Soak it up. Be mindful of it.
As you repeatedly get beaten with the leaving stick, it will stop hurting as much. Probably. For most people.
Enjoy them while you can. How did their first semesters go?