Twenty-three years ago this month, our first daughter began kindergarten. Today, Tuesday, September 21, commences the last quarter of college for our youngest. In keeping with family tradition, Hannah surprised me with a picture text this morning “Last first day of school.” Whoa. There may be additional schooling down the road, indeed, Laura begins graduate school this Friday, but the kindergarten to college marathon for our family is almost history.
It was the best marathon ever. There were long stretches of hard pavement, hills, unpredicted turns, blisters and a few rest stops on the way. There were a lot of brown bag school lunches, late homework nights, getting up ridiculously early (what school administrator thought up calculus at 7.15 in the morning?), and just missing the bus. And throw in eight major moves, including three while the girls were in high school. But it also meant cross country spaghetti dinners, Young Life in the basement, last minute sleepovers, prom hair headquarters in the master bathroom, camping with the family, and all the happy craziness of raising four daughters. Yes, and as in marathon training there were many times that I asked, “What in the world am I doing?” But I wouldn’t have traded it for anything.
Today was the last first day.
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