This time of year is rough. My little darlings are leaving the nest for 8th grade. Some are moving far away. Some I can't wait to get rid of. But there are always a few..you know the ones. They walk in and after a year's worth of experiences, stories and tears you get to May and don't want to tell them good bye. You want to hold them and keep them this very sweet age for a lifetime.
Maybe it is tougher this year because I have buried three students in the last year and a half. (Not in some sicko way...they drug overdosed.) I look at the little faces in front of me and wonder which of these darlings will be the one in their graduating class that will or won't make it. Cheery...I know.
Maybe, I am in a funk because my routine is changing. I am a creature of habit and routine. I detest change. I get all stressed and upset. I have told myself that we cannot do another chubby summer like the summer of 2010. They will have to cut me out of the house, if I try that stunt again. This summer will be sweating with workouts with three different workout buddies. I set it all up. I have been excited, but now I think the excitement has slipped maybe morphed is a better word. All I can think of now...is the sweating, pain, and exhaustion of it all. It makes me want a nap. Oh and a giant cookie, dipped in chocolate, with some ice cream on top. I will like it, I know it will be good for me. I think I can, I think I can.
What big changes are you making this summer?
What things are you having a tough time letting go of?