Well, first day of the youngest grandson’s high school year. First day of the youngest granddaughter’s last high school year.
bittersweet
He will be taking part in all of the firsts . . . she will be taking part in all of the lasts. We will be here with comforting shoulders for all of the tears and full hearts for all of the joys.
Last night PawPaw and I attended the freshmen orientation and got to see and hear grandson in the drum line. He’ll get there. His instrument up to this time has been a trumpet. Now he is playing the snare . . . and marching. He’ll get there.
Here’s to a great year!
siblings – freshman on the left – senior on the right.