Begin. This word can have so many connotations. For my oldest daughter, beginning a new year of school at a different building is the least on her list right now. The hub and I are offering lots of hugs and squeezes and assurances she will love it again once she begins again.
It seems like only yesterday was the beginning of our summer together where we had weeks ahead of us with long days and later nights. It’s hard for me to believe this summer is almost over, and we will all begin again without having accomplished all we had hoped to accomplish during this break from school: multiple trips to the water park, more found furniture painted, much time spent with loved ones, etc.
The end of this time together with my girls and Hub is tugging at my heart, but this new beginning of the academic year means memories yet to made. Begin.