I can't believe it has been a year since I started writing this blog. I began last year, the first day of school for my rising Junior. Today he is a senior and what a ride it has been.
My youngest son started high school as well.
Kyle drove Will home from school and called from the ice cream store. "Mom, it's the first day of school. Come meet us. It's tradition."
I raced out the door to meet my boys.
I haven't blogged in quite a while. I have had too much to say. It will have to come out in small pieces.
The summer has been a whirl wind of ups and downs. I feel like I have been on an constantly moving teeter tooter. Highs are good, the lows sad.
And then so many of my friends are packing their kids up for college and I barely have the heart to call them. I feel the pain of childbirth with each breath I take.
Slow down. Oh please slow down. Breathe deeply.
For anyone in the New York area I will be at the Film Forum for a retrospective of my father's films. It would be so great to meet all of you I know so well but have yet to meet.
I promise to start writing again. I miss you all so much. I have felt an emptiness in my sole (funny how I wrote sole/soul) since I left you this summer.
Slowly, the stories will enfold. Difficult ones, funny ones, ones I have yet to process. I can't wait to hear all about you.
For now know, I have a boy who has one more year at home with me. Make sure I cherish the time we have together.
And check out a weird occurrence. My father is back "From the Grave!" and blogging...
I know he would love to hear from you too.
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