There is something about the start of a school year that intensifies the idea of what is possible. Fresh chapters and blank pages. Crisp notebooks and new friendships.
This year my middle son headed out to start university away from home and it was overwhelming and beautiful. He’s been ready since birth to spread his wings, so the excitement outweighed any anxious thoughts.
As I moved him in and watched my oldest son work welcome week at his school and my youngest prepare her bag and books, I realized that the whole journey is about one thing. Continue reading