Bittersweet

This is the first year that I've ever really processed this thought - this time of the year is the only time in which I find myself sad to leave a season, but very excited for the next season. Every other time of the year, I'm either obviously bummed, or obviously pleased with the change - but now I'm going from really great to really great - but all in different ways. This summer was spectacular for us, but the upcoming coziness of fall and direct lead-in into the holidays has always been a wonderful time for me. If it weren't for school starting, I think I could let go of summer easier, but, the regiment of the school year and having our lives once again revolve around its schedule and expectations is a hard pill to swallow. I've heard many moms say they are so happy to send their kids off again - normally, I would fall into that camp. When it's just Brayden and Mikayla around the house, their arguing and self-centeredness can push me over the edge quickly. But, with Michele's kids here, there's been none of that. They are a "pack" and that brings different challenges, but most of the time, the pack is just interested in having fun and running around being happy. Tomorrow. Michele's kids hit the public school system for the first time ever, - mine, the following day. There's a loss of innocence, playfulness, embracing the joys of carefree childhood with that. But, that's reality, and the other necessary, not always so fun, part of growing up and being responsible. Sometimes, having to watch your kids grow up, well, it's bittersweet.........