It can make my heart literally ache to watch my children march off to a new grade level each fall. Each year a higher number, a taller kid, bigger back-to-school shoes to purchase. I want to take hold of time, of them, and just not let go.
Our students realized that the distance between age 10 and 90 is only an arm's length, if you open your heart and mind.
Having my daughter in her mother's class struck me as odd from the very beginning...It's like getting a Broadway review after EVERY show.