Once again, Becca and I made the walk of shame to the office for another late slip. The second one in three days. Becca smiled at me and said, "It's okay, Mommy. It's a new school. You hats to get used to it, just like me."
The members of this small sample of young people are looking forward to the school year ahead, and focused on what they get to do in their world, just as we focus on many of the same questions, all year round, in ours.
One of my favorite books about summer and its rites and rituals is Dandelion Wine by Ray Bradbury. I highly recommend it, no matter if you are, like me, ending summer or if you are in a part of the world where summer and its joys are looming.
For me, September is just another small goodbye hinting at bigger ones ahead. But like a criminal on the lam, I realize our Thelma and Louise days are numbered, and not just because school is back in session.