Today is the last day of school for my children. It’s a fairly significant milestone for all three of them: the last day of elementary school for my oldest; the last day of kindergarten for my middle, and the last day of preschool for my youngest. Due to how the schools in my town are structured, it’s also the last day all three of my kids will be in school in the same building.
Of course, things could change – I don’t have a crystal ball. Maybe they’ll restructure the schools again; wouldn’t be the first time. Maybe we’ll relocate or pick a different schooling option at some point. But even if none of that happens, this won’t be the last Last Day.
Things are always changing, and another way of saying that is “things are always beginning and ending.” So sure, as a father I’m going to get a little misty-eyed at the inexorable passage of time and the growth of my children. But there are plenty of last days left – and plenty of first days, too. And all the days in between. It’ll be many years before my last Last Day.
This is really just an in-between day. And like so many of those, on this one I am proud of my children. They are growing up brave and kind and clever, and I could not ask for more.
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