Guess what today is Mom? It’s the first day of my last year in high school!
Seven years ago my daughter made that bubbly pronouncement standing at the bottom of the stairs. Wearing her plaid, pleated uniform skirt, the same plaid she had worn every school day for eleven years, she looked all of ten.
She looked all of twenty.
The screen door slapped shut as she rushed down the porch steps to begin her senior year of high school. I choked back tears. Caught completely off guard, I stared at my gluten-free cereal and wondered what had happened to my life.
The exhausting year was finally over.
|My daughter the valedictorian:))|
And let’s not forget the trumpet. My son played the trumpet. The trumpet is loud.
Life was hectic.
Grace Grits and Gardening
This was written for the Write Tribe Festival of Words.