Monday, August 25, 2008
The Most Wonderful Time of the Year
This year is a little different because Savannah is now in high school. High school. I remember when I was a teenager hearing adults say that someday I would wish I could go back to high school. Most likely this was said as I was lamenting the fact that high school was where I spent my days. Now that I am an adult I can tell you that I wouldn't go back to high school for a million dollars. There are things I regret and things I would love to do over and times that I remember fondly. But to go back and relive the day to day highs and lows would not be worth it. That said, there is something to the high school experience. I think, more than any other time in our lives, high school is when there is a higher concentration of "firsts" that you can look back on fondly (or maybe not).
One thing I always wish for my kids when it comes to starting a new school year is that they will be nice. I actually wish this for them all the time but for some reason I feel a twinge when I let them go at the first of the school year just hoping that they will be kind and hopefully find some kindness in return. I think that they are very good and nice people in general; I guess I just hope that any shyness or uneasiness won't prevent them from treating others well. I have actually always been impressed with the way my big girls try to avoid the drama that sometimes goes hand in hand with being a teenage girl. They have often been mediators when their friends have troubles (not always the best spot to be in either). I know that they are not perfect, but I have been proud of how they have handled themselves so far and wish that I had been more like them when I was young. Was I nice in junior high and high school? I think I was. I don't think I was mean. I was never never miss popularity but I had a lot of really great friends. My memory is incomplete and I just hope that I was never cruel to anyone. I realize I should take this to heart more in my daily life, but I just think that the least we can do in our dealings with others is just to be nice.
I have delayed this post for a day in hopes that I could get a picture of Savannah before school.. She has unfortunately inherited my dislike for pictures of myself. So until I can pin her down, I will include a picture of what she looked like after school and--what the hay--one of Sage too.